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Founder of the Regions Beyond Missionary Union, 




" Not unto us, O Lord, not unto us, but unto Thy Name 

give praise. " 





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Foreword 9 

Introduction ... " 


Missionaries in the Making 35 

THE LIFE OF A HARLEY MAN ... ... ... ... ... 39 

ON MENTAL CULTURE ... ... ... ... 43 

OUR DEACONESSES... ... ... ... 47 

A PRACTICAL MINISTRY ... ... ... ... ... ... 51 


Amongst the People at Berger Hall 59 

"A CHURCH OF THE PEOPLE" ... ... ... ... ... 60 

DANIEL HAYES ... ... ... ... ... ... ... 63 


The Conflict in Congoland 65 

A GLANCE AT OUR SPHERE ... ... ... ... ... 67 

How WE ENTERED THE LAND ... ... ... ... ... 71 

PIONEERING WORK ... ... ... ... ... ... 79 


THE CONGO OF TO-MORROW ... ... ... ... ... 99 

AN OUTSIDER S VIEW .. ... ... ... ... ... 105 


In South America at the Opportune Moment ... ... 113 


IN ARGENTINA A LAND OF HOPE ... ... ... ... ... 116 

,, ,, DO THEY NEED US?... ... ... ... ... 129 

OUR PARISH IN PERU ... ... ... ... ... ... 135 

THE PIONEERS OF PROTESTANTISM ... ... ... ... ... 138 

THE PROSPECT ... ... ... ... ... ... ... 141 

" Los PROPAGANDISTAS " ... ... ... ... ... ... 144 

OUR PRAYER CORPS ... ... ... ... ... ... 150 


In a Neglected Corner of India ... ... ... ... 151 

OUR INDIAN EMPIRE ... ... ... ... ... ... 153 

IN BEHAR... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... 159 


Living Links with the Regions Beyond ... ... ... 167 

THE WHITE BABY ... ... ... ... ... ... ... 169 


Our Helpers Union ... ... 177 


God s Faithfulness and Our Need ... ... ... ... 181 

How THE MONEY COMES ... ... ... ... ... ... 183 

The photographs of the late Mrs. H. Grattan 
Guinness, Sen., the Rev. George Hanson, D.D., 
and Sir Andrew Wingate, on pp. 12 and 25, 
are by Messrs. Elliott & Fry ; those of Dr. and 
Mrs. Harry Guinness, Miss Geraldine Guinness, 
the Rev. J. Westbury Jones and Professor 
Richardson, on pp. 18, 19, 20 and 36 are by 
the Stereoscopic Company, London ; and those 
of the Rev. J. Stuart Holden, M.A., Principal 
Jackson and Mr. Schofield, on pp. 25 and 36, 
by Messrs. Russell <f Sons. 


seems hard to believe that twenty-one years have 
actually fled since that snowy day in March, 
1887 our wedding day 1 In anticipation, one and 
twenty years seemed almost a lifetime, in retrospect, 
how brief ! And surely it is well to pause at vantage 
points such as this " Coming of Age," to review the 
panorama of God s goodness, and to erect our altar of 
grateful praise. We, too, would bring our stones from 
Jordan s bed, to remind the generation following " What 
God hath wrought/ 

In venturing thus to gaze over the years, and note 
the outworking of the divine purpose, we desire to 
emphasize the goings of God, rather than the doings of 
man. And yet after all these cannot be divorced. So 
in these pages we will not attempt to sunder what God 
hath joined together. All that is permanent is " of Him," 
and " to Him " alone be the glory ! 

"Not unto us, O Lord, not unto us, but unto Thy 
Name give praise." For if of mercy fruit be found upon 
the branches, it is only because Thou art the Vine, and 
all things are of Thee. 



June, J908. 


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INCE this book may fall into the hands of many who are unacquain- 

ted with the origin of the work to which we have devoted the last 
twenty-one years, I venture to give in this introductory chapter 
a few historical paragraphs. 
Its beloved founder, whose excellent portrait, taken at Brisbane, is 
reproduced as our frontispiece, looks back not merely on twenty-one years 
of contact with student life, but on twice that period. Exactly twenty- 
one years before 1887, when in the midst of his evangelistic labours, he 
established a class for young men in the city of Dublin with the object of 
studying with them, Paley s HOYCB Paulines. As it turned out, this class 
foreshadowed the Institute yet to be, and among the Irish students of 
those days were two young men destined to occupy important spheres of 
service Thomas J. Barnardo and John McCarthy, subsequently of the 
China Inland Mission. In the providence of GOD, Hudson Taylor was 
invited to address the class, with the result that several men were led to 
offer for the foreign field. Young Barnardo afterwards went to London 
in order to train as a medical missionary, but during his hospital career 
he was brought into contact with the appalling problem of neglected 
childhood, the solution of which was destined eventually to claim his life- 

* * * 

After twelve years of indefatigable and successful mission work on both 
sides of the Atlantic, and on the Continent of Europe, my beloved parents, 
moved by the condition of the heathen world, themselves volunteered for 
missionary effort in China. Being, however, somewhat debarred by age 
from acquiring the intricacies of the difficult language, they were eventually 
led, partly through the advice of the Rev. J. Hudson Taylor, to the estab 
lishment in 1873 of a Training Institute in East London, where men of 



various denominations might be prepared for the Master s service at home 

or abroad. 

The growth of this movement, known as the East London Training 

Institute for Home and Foreign Missions, was from the first remarkable, 

By 1874, the 
earliest home at 29, 
1 Stepney Green, had 
already become 
too small for the 
work, which, in 
consequence, was 
moved to Harley 
House ; and in the 
following year, Cliff 
College, Derby 
shire, was added. 
In 1879, Harley 
College was built, 
at the lower end of 
the ample garden 
in Bow, and thus, 
within six years of 
the foundation of 
the movement, it 
stood possessed of 
two capital build 
ings for the training 
of men. Doric 
Lodge, an institu- 
THE LATE MRS. H. GRATTAN GUINNESS. tion for the pre 

paration of lady 

missionaries, was added by my mother in 1884, and has continued ever 

since to do invaluable service. 

* * * 

The actual development of foreign missionary work as an integral part 
of the movement, dates from 1878, when, in association with a small com 
mittee of friends, my parents undertook the formation of the Livingstone 
Inland Mission to the Congo. The name was intended to suggest both a 
noble example, and a definite aim, and the early workers who went forth 
from our midst proved worthy followers of the great-hearted Scotsman 



who died on bended knees by Bangweolo s shore. They founded station 
after station on the Lower Congo, and in the Cataract Region, reaching 
Stanley Pool on the Upper River after years of toil and suffering. Then, 
by means of the ss. " Henry Reed," they carried the Gospel as far north 
as the Equator. In spite of frequent sickness, and deaths oft, these early 
missionaries struggled on with a most admirable heroism, until Pente 
costal blessing crowned their labours and another chapter was added to 
the miracle of modern missions. 



In 1884 the movement, then six 
years old, was handed over to the 
American Baptist Missionary 
Union, as the responsibilities in 
connection with its prosecution 
had grown too heavy for the 
hands of my beloved Mother, 
the Honorary Secretary of the 
Mission. The Swedish brethren 
in our ranks, when the Mission 
passed under American manage 
ment, formed themselves into a 
separate society, and have since 
done blessed and important work 
on the north bank of the Cataract 

Region of the Congo. One of their number, Neils Westlind, translated 
the whole of the New Testament, and he and others have gathered 
thousands of converts into the Kingdom of GOD. 

* * * 

Brought up in the atmosphere of this world- wide interest, it was not 
surprising that each member of our family should, in the long run, become 
identified with the cause of foreign missions. With the object of preparing 
for medical missionary service, should this be the LORD S will for me, I 
entered the London Hospital in 1880, and on the completion of my medical 
studies, five years later, the way providentially opened for me to spend 
nearly two years in evangelistic labour in Australia and Tasmania. These 
were days of never-to-be-forgotten blessing, fruits of which still remain 
to the glory of GOD. The open and effectual door granted to the preaching 
of the Word caused me sometimes to wonder whether I was called of GOD 
to the life of an evangelist to English-speaking peoples, rather than to labour 
in the foreign field ; but the problem, through divine guidance, had another 

In March, 1887 ,1 was united in marriage to Miss Annie Reed, the daughter 
of the late Henry Reed, Esq., so well-known alike for his Christian philan 
thropy and for his fearless proclamation of the Gospel in Tasmania and the 
old country. Both to Mrs. Guinness and myself, the fact that my parents 
had for some time been seeking partners in the conduct of the Institute 
and had found none, specially appealed, and in response to their earnest 
desire that we should share their burdens, and constrained by a profound 
sense of the divine call, we settled down as " London Director," and 





" Honorary Secretary " in the old East London home of my boyhood, thus 
enabling the beloved parents to live at Cliff College, in Derbyshire, the 

beautiful country branch of the Institution. 

* * * 

And now, Cliff has passed into other hands, good hands, doing noble 
service. It was a terrible wrench to part with the old place, 
endeared to us all by a thousand ties. GOD S will in the matter, however, 

was made very 
plain. As one 
result of the Boer 
war, applicants 
for missionary 
training seriously 
decreased in 
number, funds, 
too, were exceed 
ingly low. This 
combination o f 
suggested the 
propriety of con 
centrating Col 
lege work in 
London, with a 
view to simplici 
ty, economy, and 
efficiency, and 
this step taken 
in 1901 has since 
been abundantly 
justified. At this 
juncture it be 
came known to 
us that the Rev. 
Thomas Cook 
was seeking such 
a centre as Cliff 
for the perma 
nent establish 
ment of the 



" Joyful News Mission," founded by the late Rev. Thomas Champness, 
and earned on in view of the needs of the villages of our own land. To him, 
eventually, the property was sold by the trustees, and in his hands new 
buildings of importance have been erected, and splendid work is being done 
in the old place, where Wesleyan Methodism has found a paradise for its lay 
evangelists during term time, and for its visitors during the pleasant months 
of summer. We rejoice that the Rev. Samuel Chadwick, of Leeds, is now 
associated with the Rev. Thomas Cook in this work of training village 


* * * 

Down by the flowing Derwent, where the branches droop over the stream, 
and the old church at Baslow stands in the midst of its quiet GoD s r acre, 
has stood for ten years the white cross which perpetuates the memory of the 
" Mother of the Congo," and my Mother ! 

What she was to this movement, I cannot venture to describe, but 
when she was compelled by paralysis to lay down the unwearying pen which 
hitherto, under GOD, had been the mainstay of the work, she watched the 
passing of responsibilities into other hands, with a joy as touching as it 
was beautiful to behold. 

On every recollection of that noble life of loving service, her children 
rise up to call her blessed, happy if they may be privileged to follow in 

her steps. 

* * * 

Another loved one whose pen contributed powerfully to the success 
of " Regions Beyond " has left our side, my dear sister, Lucy Kumm. 
Her quenchless zeal and devotion for the unreached and neglected millions 
of mankind was, in my experience, unique ; and imparted to her writing, 
beyond the pathos and brilliance which always characterized it, a certain 
quality of inspiration, which was formative and permanent in its results. 
In this way, hers was a most important share in the initiation of missionary 
movements in South America and India. 

Her little boys are full of promise, and the vast Sudan, to which, with 
her gifted ^husband, she gave her closing years, has made the voice of its 
need known the wide world o er. 

* * * 

As to the beloved Founder of the " Institute," which has grown into the 
Union of to-day, the honoured Father whose pen and voice have reached 
the world, who, in a paragraph or two could sketch the work accomplished 
by him during this stretch of twenty-one years ? 

Just a few outstanding facts may be recorded. Driven by ill-health to 



seek a warmer climate, he spent 1889 in the United States, travelling as 
far as California and Mexico. In the following year, he returned once 
more to the States, preaching wherever he went. As one visible result of 
these visits, two Bible Schools sprang into existence. One in Minneapolis, 
presided over by Dr. Henry Mabie, who subsequently became the dis 
tinguished Secretary of the American Baptist Missionary Union, the 
second at Clarendon Street, Boston, under the guidance of the late Dr. A. J. 
Gordon, a friend 

and admirer of my 
father, and himself 
one of the noblest 
of men. These 
Bible Schools have 
gone on ever since, 
and accomplished 
a valuable work. 
The missionary 
addresses de 
livered at a 
Convention of 
Y.M.C.A. Secre 
taries in Kansas, 
resulted in a new 
missionary move 
ment, which gave 
birth, inter alia, to 
a small mission 
in the Sudan. 
That my Father, 
who in association 
with my Mother, 
and a group of 
Welsh friends, had 
originated work on 
the Congo in 1878, 
should nowbe used 
of GOD to arouse 
missionary enthu 
siasm for the 
Sudan, on both 







sides of the Atlantic, enthusiasm which was destined to bear definite 
missionary fruit, is matter for profound gratitude. 

His journey to India in 1896, with my sister Lucy, resulted in the pub 
lication of her splendid book, " Across India, at the dawn of the 20th 
Century," which later became one of the factors in connection with the 
establishment of our mission in Behar. 

In the following year he visited China, where my sister, Mrs. Howard 

Taylor, and my 

brother, Dr. Whit- 
field Guinness, 
were labouring in 
the ranks of the 
China Inland Mis 

In 1903, he was 
united in marriage 
with Miss Grace 
Hurditch, daugh 
ter of the well- 
known Russell 
Hurditch, and 
with her, and their 
little son, has just 
returned from a 
four -and - a - half 
years tour in 
which he has 
exercised a help 
ful ministry in 
many lands, 
China, Japan, the 
Philippines, New 
Guinea, the Aus 
tralasian Colonies, 
and South Africa. 
In these and other 
regions he has 
been privileged to 
see many of our 
former students at 
work and to cheer 
them by the way. 


so "NOT UNTO US." 

And now once again he is in our midst, almost as vigorous as of yore, 
and with heart as young. He is hoping to live at St. Leonards for a while, 
and to lecture, preach, and, above all, write, as GOD may open the way. 

The following is a list of the books which have issued from his pen during 
the last twenty-one years : 

" Romanism and the Reformation " (1887). " The Divine Programme of 
the World s History "(1888). " The City of the Seven Hills " : a Poem (1891). 
" Creation Centred in Christ " (1896). " Light for the Last Days " (1891). 
" Key to the Apocalypse " (1899). " History Unveiling Prophecy" (1905). 
" Lucy Guinness Kumm : her Life Story " (1907). " The Story of Job " : 

a Poem. (1907). 

* * * 

The photograph of Mrs. Reed, and her eldest daughter, taken on the eve 
of our marriage, twenty-one years ago, speaks eloquently to some of us 
of the " then," and we rejoice that the Mother who at that time gave her 
daughter to this work, although far away, still lives to bless the world 
by prayer and gift. Only last year, at eighty-one years of age, she published 
the life of Henry Reed, whose devotion to GOD and man thus reaches the 
living generation with inspiring freshness. 

The family group tells the story of to-day, and affords, I trust, 
a prophecy of the days that yet shall be. We touch the personal 
element, not because we love to do so, but because we think our friends 
would like to see how much we have to be grateful for boys as tall as 
their father, and a daughter already called to help Peru with voice and pen ! 

Of my Wife, we may only say, that, as Honorary Secretary to this work, 
her quiet, noble life has been of inestimable value. Gifted with remarkable 
common sense and mental balance, her advice is sought for in countless 
directions. For several years after our marriage, Mrs. Guinness used to 
accompany me in my deputation work throughout the country, operating 
the splendid lantern which has played so prominent a part in that sphere of 

In 1895, her motherly sympathies prompted the origination of a Home for 
the children of missionaries. For eight years she was solely responsible 
for the finances of that work, which, however, in 1903 was transferred to 
the Union, on the occasion of the incorporation of the movement. 
She still continues, however, to watch over the welfare of the children 
committed to our care, aided in this direction as also in connection with 

Doric Lodge affairs by a Ladies Council formed in 1907. 

* * * 

In the work what changes the passing years have brought ! Generations of 



22 "NOT UNTO US." 

students have gone forth from our midst into many lands, and the old 
College, in its wide-stretching East End garden, might tell a story could 
it speak. In one sense, indeed, it is vocal, for its very walls are eloquent 
with the cumulative record of the fleeting years. 

There on that large oak panel, near the door, are the names one 
remembers so well of all the early pioneers of Congoland . . . the men and 
women of the old " L.I.M." And here all round the walls are similar panels 
which bear their silent testimony to heroism which has not shrunk from 
death itself in the high places of the field. Yonder in memoriam tablet, 
opposite the platform, gives our roll of Chinese martyrs. It tells of fourteen 
former students who, through the agonies of Boxer massacres, entered 
into the joy of their Lord. And the shining words linger in the memory 
" These are they which came out of great tribulation." Three boards filled 
with names one hundred and fourteen in all tell the story of the Congo 
Balolo Mission from its birth in 1888, and three others remind us by their 
record that Argentina, Peru, and India have come to share with Congoland 

our sympathy and succour. 

* * * 

With the addition of these foreign missions, the whole movement could 
no longer be adequately represented by its early name. It demanded a 
simpler, wider description, which eventually was arrived at by combining 
the title of its monthly periodical, " Regions Beyond," with " Missionary 
Union," the American synonym for Missionary Society. The new name 
was adopted in 1900 and in 1903 the work was formally incorporated. 
We received our new title at a time of deep significance. Then, as now, 
the Christian Church stood face to face with unbounded opportunities 
for missionary service. The century behind her had opened wide the 
doors of every Moslem and of almost every Pagan land. " Yet," as my 
sister wrote, " she loitered on, half heedless of her obligations towards 

" REGIONS BEYOND of populous Lands to which she had never gone ; 

" REGIONS BEYOND of life consecration to which she had never 


" REGIONS BEYOND of unknown financial devotion to CHRIST ; 

" REGIONS BEYOND of undreamed-of spiritual blessing springing 

from practical obedience to her LORD ; 

" REGIONS BEYOND of world-transforming power to which she was 

still a stranger because she knew so little 
of the 

" REGIONS BEYOND of Prayer." 


With the growth implied in the new name, corresponding changes were 
involved in the administrative department of the work, and to-day the 
executive power of the Union is vested in a Board of Honorary Directors, 
who commit the practical conduct of affairs into the hands of one of their 
number, called the Acting Director. The latter works in association with 
a series of Councils which meet every month for the consideration 
of the affairs of the Union both at home and abroad. The Directors, 
who also meet monthly, are further aided by " Field Committees " com 
posed of our senior missionaries. These Committees control the local 
operations of our foreign missions, working along lines previously laid down 
and accepted alike by Directors and missionaries. These arrangements 
are collectively known as the " Principles and Practice " of the Union. 

* * * 

What shall I say of the many helpers GOD has given to this cause, and 
by whose invaluable co-operation the work stands firm ? We thank GOD 
for them all, and, in particular, for our Honorary Directors and Members 
of Council, some of whom, amidst incessant claims, have given, for many 
years, unstinted time and disinterested effort to this branch of the Master s 

From the very first year of our identification with the work at Harley 
House, the Rev. F. B. Meyer has been more or less closely associated with 
us. Thus, in 1887, he amalgamated his paper " Worship and Work," with 
" Regions Beyond," and used on occasion to come down from Leicester 
to lecture to the students. Eventually, ten years ago, he became Co- 
Director with my Father and myself, fusing with this movement a small 
training-home which he had been led to inaugurate. When, in 1901, I 
suffered from a terrible attack of typhoid fever, and was subsequently 
invalided to the Australian Colonies for twelve months, he it was who under 
took the responsibilities of Acting Director during my absence, even 
residing at Harley House in order the better to afford his aid. 
His help at this period was invaluable, and we owe him a lasting debt of 
gratitude for his self-denying devotion to the work. 

Now that he has resigned the pastorate at Christ Church, Westminster, 
and is contemplating prolonged absences from England, on world-wide 
service, he has felt compelled to resign his connection with us, and with other 
movements, with which he has been prominently identified. We unite 
in wishing him " God-speed" in his present visit to South Africa. May his 
bow continue to abide in strength ! 

At present, our 
Directorate is 
composed of six 
gentlemen, in ad 
dition to the 
Acting or Man 
aging Director. 

The Rev. 
George Hanson, 
M.A., D.D., is 
the minister of 
the Presbyterian 
Church of Eng 
land in Maryle- 
bone. He is 
highly esteemed 
both in Dublin, 
where he labour 
ed before his call 
to the Metropolis, 
and in the West 
End, where 
during recent 
years his genial 
influence has 
made itself 
widely felt, not 
alone in Presby 
terian circles, but 
in every good 
movement which 
has claimed his 


Pastor R. Wright Hay is beloved throughout the Baptist circles of this 
country. Born of Scotch parentage, and educated at the Edinburgh 
University, he went out in 1884 as a missionary of the Baptist Missionary 
Society to the Cameroons, West Africa. On the cessation of the Society s 
work there, owing to the annexation of the country by Germany he was 
transferred to the Indian staff in October, 1887, and appointed to labour 
amongst the Bengalese of Dacca, being the first missionary specifically 


26 "NOT UNTO US." 

set apart for the work of evangelizing Indian students. Invalided home, 
and forbidden by medical advisers to return to the field, he was appointed 
Secretary to the Young People s Missionary Association in 1898. In the 
autumn of 1901, however, he felt the call to the pastorate and united in 
labour at the Talbot Tabernacle with Pastor Frank White, upon whose 
retirement he succeeded to the full responsibility of that work. We greatly 
rejoice that in the providence of GOD the deep spiritual influence of our 
friend, coupled with his missionary experience in two of the very continents 
where our missionaries are at work, should be available in the conduct of 

-The Rev. John Stuart Holden, M.A., is well-known as one of the speakers 
and missionary deputations of the Keswick Convention. In the latter 
connection, he has visited China and South Africa, and done excellent 
service. Formerly one of the staff of the Church Parochial Mission Society, 
with which the Rev. Hay Aitken was prominently identified, our friend 
is now the Vicar of St. Paul s, Portman Square, W., but spares time in the 
midst of his busy life to aid us by his wisdom and counsel. 

Mr. Theodore Howard, one of the oldest friends of the Founder of this 
work, is not only a Director, but renders signal help as Honorary Treasurer 
of our Union, a position in which he succeeded the late Sir Arthur 
Blackwood. Mr. Howard, who is also Home Director of the China Inland 
Mission, has a wide experience of missionary oversight and responsibility. 

Mr. J. Christie Reid, of Bromley, Kent, became our Deputy Treasurer 
in 1906, but for the last ten years he has faithfully served on the Congo 
Council. After his return from China, last year, at the close of special 
deputational work on behalf of the English Presbyterian Mission, he joined 
our Directorate, and we rejoice to have the benefit of his long and valuable 
business experience. 

Sir Andrew Wingate, K.C.I.E., entered the Bombay Civil Service in 1869, 
and after occupying many important positions, eventually became Com 
missioner of the Central Division of Bombay. His extensive Indian ex 
perience, extending over a period of more than thirty years, allied as it is 

with fervent missionary zeal, renders his advice of peculiar value. 

* * * 

To the helpers who share with us in the routine labour of this work from 
day to day, we can but briefly refer. In Harley College, the chief burden 
falls upon Principal Forbes Jackson and our senior tutor, Mr. Schofield. 
The latter, in the article on " Mental Culture," which appears on a sub 
sequent page, has not praised the late Principal Rattray the grand old 
man of Cliff one whit too highly. But upon the shoulders of this 


modest author himself rests the mantle of Elijah, though he is uncon 
scious of the fact ; and we often feel that in him Mr. Rattray is with us 
still. If Mr. Schoneld cannot make a man a thoughtful student, his case 
is hopeless indeed ! 

In Principal Forbes Jackson we have a man of strong and unique 
character. Scotch, he unites to all the determination and plod characteristic 
of that wonderful people, a vein of imagination, poetry and humour. So 
effectively, for instance, does he enter into the times of the ancient 
prophets, concerning whom he may be lecturing, that, as one of his hearers 
lately told me, his very language unconsciously takes on the characteristic 
speech of Isaiah, as he seeks to transport himself and his students to the 
days of long ago. Robust, common sense, and thorough-going, Mr. Jackson 
is doing much to raise the College standard, and this is clearly recognized 
by Missionary Societies, who now readily accept our students without 
insisting on any further period of preparation in Denominational Institu 
tions, as years ago used frequently to be the case. 

* * * 

As a rule, the health of both students and deaconesses is excellent, but 
needless to say influenza sometimes troubles us, and medical and surgical 
maladies occur which necessitate skilled attention. Our neighbour, 
Dr. Robert Milne, is ever ready with kindly help in this department of 
service, and we are most grateful to him for his invaluable aid. All mis 
sionary candidates for the R.B.M.U. are very carefully examined as to 
medical fitness for the field. The responsibility of deciding this question 
falls upon the three members of our Medical Council, Mr. W. Me Adam 
Eccles, of Harley Street, Sir Patrick Manson, the specialist for tropical 
diseases, and Dr. Milne. To each we tender our grateful thanks. Any 
ophthalmic work needed is efficiently undertaken by Mr. S. Stephenson ; 

and Mr. John Me All has been most kind in regard to dental matters. 

* * * 

Our workers at Doric Lodge, Bromley Hall, the Children s Homes, and 
Berger Hall are referred to elsewhere, but in the latter connection I must 
mention another medical friend, Dr. McRae, who has for many years been 
indefatigable in his labours at the Medical Mission, which constitutes one 
of the most useful branches of the work carried on at our Home Mission 


* * * 

In the Office, our staff of thirteen workers responds nobly to the heavy 
task imposed upon it, and we are deeply grateful for its zealous and efficient 
help. Miss Haffner, the first Secretary of the work, is with us still, her 


of the Congo Council. 


of the South American and Indian Council. 

sympathy as warm as ever. I well remember the days when she used to 
sit in a tiny chamber, with hardly space enough to turn round, next door to 
the sitting room where my beloved mother wielded the editorial pen from 
morning till late at night. In those days that was all the office we had, 
or needed ! Now we necessarily occupy more rooms, and each department 
is becoming one of increasing responsibility. As editor, we are glad to have 
the skilled help of Miss M. E. Rae, who has been with us for some years. 
My beloved mother and sister had a genius for literary work, and a lady s 
taste has always been evident in the pages of " Regions Beyond." Miss 
Miller, Miss Mackintosh, the gifted author of the Life of Francois Coillard, 
and now Miss Rae, have been in the goodly succession. We are thankful, 
too, that a new pen is coming to the front, and that my daughter, Geraldine, 
is soon to give us a book on Peru. May GOD increasingly bless the missionary 
literature sent forth from Harley House. 

An immense amount of detail falls to the share of our hard-working 
General Secretary, the Rev. W. Wilkes, a former student at Harley and 
Cliff, and afterwards one of our missionaries on the Congo, where he spent 



two terms of service from 1894 to 1902. 
Owing to the ill-health of Mrs. Wilkes, he 
was unable to return to the field, and in 
1903 became Congo Secretary at Harley 
House. A year later, he undertook the duties 
of College Secretary, and those connected 
with the organization of our London 
meetings. In November, 1907, he was ap 
pointed General Secretary to the R.B.M.U. 
Mr. Wilkes also edits that interesting 
periodical, " Harley Echoes," which circulates 
amongst the members of the Harley Students 
Union, of which he is Secretary. 

Our Accountant is Mr. John Odling, who, 
before coming to us five years ago, served 
under the late Dr. Barnardo for twenty 
years. I am most grateful to him for pre 
paring the diagrams which appear in one of 

the concluding chapters of this book. 

I mention Mr. E. A. Talbot s name last in order to connect it with the 

Helpers Union, with which he has always been so closely identified, although 

his manifold duties have been in connection with nearly every branch of 

the work since he entered the office sixteen years ago. He has now been 

appointed to the important position of 

Organizing Secretary, in which capacity he 

is responsible for the arrangement of the 

meetings of the Managing Director, and also 

for the organization of our large London 

gatherings. He further hopes to visit, as 

time permits, various branches of the Helpers 

Union, and to open up new centres as the 

opportunity may offer. 

* * * 

When I entered the work in 1887, the 
average gift was 5, and this fact it was that 
practically decided me to appeal to a larger 
constituency, so as to broaden the basis of 
support. Eventually we were led to the 
the establishment in 1892 of the Regions 
Beyond Helpers Union, an organization which 


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unites many of the helpers of our Training Colleges and Foreign Missions, 
and which encourages systematic missionary study, prayer and giving. 

I cannot sufficiently thank all our kind helpers for the steady support, 
so invaluable, so generous, that they have given. Some may have thought 
their gifts were not of much account, but, as the saying goes, " many a 
mickle makes a muckle "and the contents of all the " Carey " boxes now 
yield the substantial annual return of 4,000 ; and has reached a grand 
total during fifteen years of over 50,000 ! The average gift per box is 
ten shillings, and though in some cases they contain less, in one instance 
the " Carey " box of a devoted helper produces the splendid annual return 
of over 45, and the total collected in that box has reached over 364. 
Nothing would cheer us more than that our 8,000 helpers should make a 
resolute effort in 1908 to double our membership. Much more than this 
might be accomplished, if we were all to share in the attempt. 

The Scottish Auxiliary of the R.B.H.U. finds its headquarters in Glasgow, 
where Mrs. Whytock, the widow of our beloved Congo missionary and 
Deputation Secretary, the Rev. Peter Whytock, follows in her husband s 
steps. She is most ably advised and assisted in her secretarial duties by 
Mr. J. Templeton, Junr., for whose honorary services we are most grateful. 
We are hoping that ere long this Auxiliary may be still further strengthened, 
and that a strong Scotch Council may be brought into existence to deal with 
the numerous applications for missionary service and training, which at 
present are dealt with from London. Several prominent brethren in the 

ministry have already promised to serve on this body 

* * * 

In Canada, the United States, an-1 the Australasian Colonies, auxiliaries 
have been established for some years. 

At our Canadian Headquarters in Toronto, the Rev. George Smith, who 
for fourteen years laboured in Argentina, is in charge of the work, in which 
he is ably assisted by his wife. It was a great joy, on the occasion of my 
visit there last year, to see in what high esteem our friends were held 
by the ministers and Christian workers of the city. An open door for 
service has greeted Mr. Smith everywhere, and I trust that the Canadian 
and United States Auxiliaries are destined to large and influential develop 
ment. Especially ought these to become effective in connection with the 
evangelization of the South American Continent. The quarterly paper, 
edited by Mr. Smith, and called the "Neglected Continent" is admirably 
produced and is sent freely to all subscribers. Small collecting boxes, called 
" mite boxes," are given to those who desire to help the mission, 
and ere long Mr. Smith hopes to have 10,000 in circulation. 

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The Council of the R.B.M.U. in Canada, and the United States, is 
composed of outstanding Christian ministers and the accompanying photo 
graph, taken when I was in Toronto, shows the Canadian Council, together 
with Mr. Smith and Mr. Austin, the first missionary from Canada to go 
forth to Peru. 

I only regret that I have no similar group of the members of the Council 
for the Australasian Colonies, with whom it was a privilege to be brought 
into contact on the occasion of my last visit five years ago. They have 
already sent us more than a dozen students for training, and to-day we have 
in the field thirteen missionaries who belong to Australia and New Zealand. 
Mr. Lewis Ingram is our Hon. Secretary for these colonies, and at present the 
Rev. Robert Elder, who recently erected a beautiful Church in Tres Arroyos, 
Argentina, is carrying forward the task of organization, ere returning to 
found the new movement in the capital city of Buenos Aires. 

To all our friends and helpers in other lands, we send our grateful and 
hearty greetings. The work is increasingly world-wide in character, and 
we would not have it otherwise. Our hands and hearts are joined across the 

seas, and we pray that this union may become yet stronger and more effective. 

* * * 

The preparation of this twenty-one years report has been greatly 
facilitated by the willing co-operation of many helpers, to each of whom we 
tender our hearty thanks. We ah 1 wish that we might have done ampler 
justice to that portion of the work which we have been called upon to repre 
sent, but the restrictions of space were inexorable. 

* * * 

Sincerely do we regret our inability to deal adequately with the noble 
work of men and women who, during the past thirty-five years, have gone 
forth from our Colleges to become identified with missionary societies other 
than the R.B.M.U., and in some instances to establish independent missions 
in hitherto unreached spheres. 

How we should like to describe the Jewish work of our former student, 
the Rev. David Baron, whose mission, " Hebrew Christian Testimony 
for Israel," now occupies its own convenient and admirable building near 
the London Hospital, Whitechapel ; and whose influence in the East End 
of London, and on the Continent of Europe, is increasingly and blessedly 
manifest. Then, who that knows France, and GOD S work there, does not 
know of Pastor Reuben Saillens, oi Paris, one of the most gifted and eloquent 
preachers of the Gospel in the Republic. He, too, " hails from Harley," 
and to hear of his work has often been an inspiration to us. Few speakers 
are more welcome on the platform of the Metropolitan Tabernacle in London. 


34 "NOT UNTO US." 

and though English is not his native tongue, he can use it with wondrous 
power in pleading the cause of his beloved land. And there are others 
James Cameron, who travelled thirty thousand miles in China, to open that 
Empire to the Gospel ; Frederick W. Bailer, whose linguistic work is so 
widely valued in and beyond the ranks of the China Inland Mission ; and 
linked with these A. W. Douthwaite, Adam Dorward, David Murray, and 
many another faithful worker who also went to the Far East from the old 
College. Nor must we forget " Bill and Bailey," who founded the " Qua 
Iboe Mission " in West Africa ; Samuel Aitchison, who originated and still 
maintains that marvellous work amongst the natives at Ikwezi Lamaci in 
Natal ; James Fanstone, largely instrumental in inaugurating " Help for 
Brazil " ; John Hay, now labouring successfully to establish a new move 
ment in the Paraguayan Chaco ; Grade, Summers, Parrott, and Stark, 
organizing pioneer work on behalf of the British and Foreign Bible Society ; 
and last, but not least, those Congo heroes, Henry Richards, Joseph Clark, 
Dr. Sims, and Charles Harvey all veterans in the field and still in the 
fighting line. As the Rev. G. H. Ritson recently said : " Harley College 
gives something needed by the missionary societies to-day more than cash, 

it gives men, men called of GOD to evangelize the world." 

* * * 

"And what of the future ? " Surely the cumulative argument of these pages 
ought to suggest its own reply. 

" So long Thy power hath led me, 
Sure it still will lead me on. " 

GOD has been with us. Who can doubt it ? But " the best of all is, 
GOD is with us," and with regard to the unknown to-morrow, Himself 
hath said : 

" / will never leave thee nor forsake thee. " 
44 Lo, I am with you all the days, even unto the end of the age. " 

To such an assurance can we do other than respond in humble confidence, 

My own deep impression is that this work is only beginning, especially 
in regard to the fulfilment of the foreign missionary task which it is destined 
to accomplish. Foundations have been digged, and the building is showing 
above ground, but the superstructure is for to-morrow, if the Master tarry ; 
some of us are believing to see the glory of GOD in the salvation of thousands 
of superstitious and darkened souls in each of the vast spheres of the Regions 
Beyond that we have entered in His Name. 







The Life of a Harley Man. 

F survival is a test of fitness, and output a proof of health, then Harley 
College has justified the faith of its founder and the support of its 
friends. Harley students, like Scotch engineers, are to be found 
everywhere. The regions beyond is their native land. They have 
gone as pioneer missionaries into many a hitherto unoccupied field, opened 
up stations and established the work : and not without suffering. Several 
have been called upon to endure the martyr s death, including Oliver 
Tomkins, of New Guinea, murdered with Chalmers ; and the fourteen 
who were massacred during the Boxer riots in China. 

The spirit of the past is in the air the present students breathe, and the 
influence of the men who have gone before is handed down as a precious 

The College is unique because it is essentially a Missionary Training 
Institution. All the students enter with the distinct intention of eventually 
finding their life-work in the foreign field. 

Probably there is no college in the world whose students belong to more 
races. Norway and Armenia, Italy and Patagonia, Palestine and Australia, 
have each their representatives with us now, thus proving its international 
character. Men of about twenty different countries have passed through 
the classes, and to-day are labouring for the Master in practically every 
part of the world. At Harley, men of many tongues, but of one spirit, 
have dedicated themselves to the universal passion of the Cross. 

Again, Harley College is as interdenominational as it is international. 
Just as Palestine has a selection of all the flora of the world, so we have a 
selection of all the sons of the Churches. Baptists and Episcopalians, 
Congregationalists, Wesleyans and Presbyterians, sit side by side, and this 
intercourse between men coming from varied sources, helps to foster that 
spirit of brotherhood which is the best guarantee of missionary harmony 
on the field. 

Then not only does Harley train men of all denominations, but, after 
fitting them for their noble calling, it gives them back as missionaries 
to their own societies. No less than forty missionary organizations now 

40 "NOT UNTO US." 

number our men amongst their workers. In the majority of cases, these 
men, but for Harley, would have never reached the field at all, to the loss 
of the Church and the heathen world. 

Men who have received the divine call and whose cases stand the test of 
careful inquiry, are often admitted irrespective of their financial position. 
In spite of the fact that our minimum fee is 20, we have never yet refused 
a downright good man, simply because he could not afford to pay. True, 
some have not been " polished diamonds" when they entered the College, 
but by the Grace of GOD and through the help of the HOLY SPIRIT they have 
" turned the world upside down " in the lands whither they have gone. 

Before they are accepted, all candidates must have given proof of evan 
gelistic enthusiasm at home. Missionary sentiment may grow out of mis 
sionary study, but missionary passion can come from nothing but actual 
work. To win souls is the first, middle, and last aim of a true missionary 
student ; and to keep alive the passion, the practice and the joy of soul- 
winning, is one of the great aims of our College life and work. Soul-winning 
needs, in addition to prayer and passion, knowledge, wisdom and patience, 
and many qualities of mind, heart and spirit, all at their best. All books, 
even the Book of Books itself, are but tools to secure this end. 


forms an excellent training ground for the burden-bearing of the 
foreign field. Here are souls as indifferent as can be found on pagan 
soil ; slums whose squalor would reek even in China ; crowds which fill 
busy thoroughfares and afford fine opportunity for the callow youth who 
will later take his stand at mela or bazaar. He who keeps his heart up 
amid the trials of East London work will keep hopeful even on the Congo. 

Naturalty, the Christian work the men engage in grades itself, and runs 
through the whole gamut of opportunity from senior classes in Sunday 
Schools to Open- Air Meetings, Lodging-House visiting, Gospel Hall addresses, 
Midnight Marches and Student-Pastorates. Missionary study circles 
also offer opportunities for very useful work. 

But missionary fitness is requisite as well as evangelistic passion, and 
as the missionaries of the future must be less and less itinerants, and more 
and more heads of departments and trainers of native assistants, a higher 
quality of mind is called for by the new demands. Missionary work becomes 
more difficult and more complex every year. Special knowledge of the 
faiths and customs of Eastern peoples is absolutely necessary to secure 
that sympathy which is the guarantee of a wise and sure handling of the 
Eastern mind. 


A missionary is not made in a day ; and therefore our present course 
extends over a period of four years. You cannot fill a head as you can 
a travelling trunk. The mind must do its own work discover, 
increase, and make sure of its own powers and that cannot be except 
through toil, and tests, and training, and time. The best minds profit most 
by the longest course, and to the ordinary mind it is an absolute necessity. 

The Bible is our classic in English, in Greek, and for some students, in 
Hebrew. To it, we give the strength of our mind and the reverence of our 
soul. We study it, as well as books about it, and find it, as all Bible souls 
do, the joy and rejoicing of our heart. 

The following is an outline of our curriculum. 


1. Devotional Study. 

2. Biblical Introduction in general. 

3. The Prophets in relation to their times. 

4. The Development of Messianic Prophecy. 

5. The Gospels, their messages and characteristics. 

6. The Life and Missionary Work of St. Paul. 

7. The Epistles and their Christology. 


1. English Language and Literature. 

2. Rhetoric, Logic. Psychology, Ethics. 

3. Languages Greek, (and for certain students) Hebrew, French, 


5. Apologetics and Theology, Homiletics. 

1. The Religions of the World Islam, Hinduism, Buddhism, 

Confucianism, Taoism, Shintoism, Roman Catholicism, 

2. The Comparison of Religions, as to Founders, Books and 

Doctrines of GOD and of man. 

3. Missions their History, Methods, Spiritual and Social Results. 

1. Practical attention to health of soul, and body. 

2. Conduct inspired by principles rather than controlled by rules. 

3. Dispensary work. 

4. Medical training in hospitals. 

5. Constant week-end preaching. 

6. Prayer, Faith, and Mutual Forbearance. 


It takes three passions to make a true preacher : the passion of devotion 
to CHRIST, of loyalty to His Gospel, and of love to men. A personal call 
to CHRIST, a personal debt to CHRIST, a personal sense of His ordination 
to the great world-field these are the marks of the man " thrust out" by 
the LORD of the Harvest. Such have come to us from forge and field ; 
bench and barrack ; school and shop ; from the main and from the mine ; 
men of many trades, but of one vocation, they have come at the call of GOD. 
CHRIST first, CHRIST second, CHRIST last ; CHRIST without end, is the 
secret of their impulse, the soul of their service, and the source of their 

As the first mark we like to see in a Harley student is his devotion to 
CHRIST, the second is his loyalty to the Gospel and to the Book wherein that 
Gospel is found. The Bible is loved and studied, prized and prayed over 
so that its truth dominates his thought and controls his view of all things. 
The morning hour of meditation, the daily exposition at College prayers, 
and the continuous study of its books, all help to make the student a servant, 
needing not to be ashamed. 

A third characteristic we prize is love for men a passion for souls. We 
long that every Harley student should subordinate all thoughts and things 
to this highest end. On Tuesday mornings, when the week-end work is 
recounted, no story touches a deeper chord than that of souls won for 






On Mental Culture. 

" Now with all these lessons from John Bunyan for your future 
ministers, there is still this great lesson left for yourselves ; this great 
lesson: English is the key to everything, even to Plato and Aristotle." 

Dr. Alexander Whyte. 

rN reviewing our history along the lines of the mental culture we 
have sought to afford, we discover the gradual transformation of 
Harley College from the Bible Training Institute of 1873 into the 
Missionary Theological College of 1887 to 1908. 
In its inception this Institution was a pioneer in Bible Training work. 
The two-fold aim of its Directors was to impart to earnest, able, spiritual 
young men a good working knowledge of the whole Bible, side by side with 
abundant training in the work of leading human souls into the love of CHRIST. 
As years of varied effort tested this general method, it became more and more 
apparent that, although great lasting good was being accomplished, the 
system was seriously defective as a means of training men for the severe 
mental toils and severer mental isolation of a missionary career. The rapid 
survey of vast areas of Bible truth, the constant alternation of class room 
and mission hall, the scant opportunity for real, individual study were 
ill-adapted for minds still untrained. For one man who at his entrance can 
fully profit by such provision, there are ten whose greater need is the mastery 
of the instruments of knowledge, the acquisition of methods and habits of 
study, in a word, not the chance of picking up valuable information, but 
the power of making advances in any necessary field of enquiry without 
the teacher s aid. 

A great institution does not change its aims and methods all at once. 
Moreover, it is one thing for a purpose to be conceived, and quite another 
for the hand, and heart, and brain to be found by which the purpose can 
be reduced to plan, and ripened into execution. The brain, heart, and 
hand by which our system of teaching was re-modelled were those of William 
Rattray, Principal of Cliff College (the Country Branch of our Training 
Institution) from 1882 to 1895. 



Mr. Rattray was a typical Scotch educationist, a master in Bible exposition, 
an enthusiast in the service of Missions, a swift discerner of spirits, and a 
very father in his care for the young men in his charge. 

The foundation stone 
of the Cliff curriculum 
was a thorough knowledge 
of English : and by know 
ledge Mr. Rattray meant 
power to apply principles 
to practice ; insight to 
discern principles in the 
widest range of examples. 
To learn English under 
his methods was to ac 
quire a life-long habit of 
weighing words, sentences 
and paragraphs ; so 
that the principles of 
interpretation and of 
appreciation became the 
constant, the vital accom 
paniments of the whole 
of a man s reading. For 
no part of this discipline 
was taught by word only 
Mr. Rattray knew that 
to be an impossibility. 
Little by little, the men 
learnt English method 
by constant practice, by 
exercises skilfully graded, and faithfully corrected. Soon was the strange 
discovery forced on many a freshman, that he had never read either his 
Bible or any other book as it should be read, until he came to Cliff. Farewell 
to all the pleasant expectations of a swift and royal road through wide 
and interesting fields of knowledge. A royal road each student should 
possess, but on one condition, that he worked with his teacher in making it. 
By a plain extension of these methods of English study, men were led 
into the secret of sound exegetical power. First the class would be instructed 
to examine the place and bearing and varied meaning of the great key 
words of the New Testament : grace, faith, repentance, and so on. Then 



they were taught to discover the main lessons in paragraph or chapter. 
Still later, to trace an apostolic argument or to show how the historic 
occasion affected the meaning of an Epistle. In all this work no Exegesis 
was supplied ready-made. Every man was trained in the making of 
Exegesis, and the teacher s methods were set forth as clearly as his results. 

The same great principle, with due and varied application, was used in every 
other department. The student was trained to work for his own intellectual 
bread. His teacher never offered him results, without conducting him 
through the process by which they were obtained, and giving him special 
exercises in verifying those results and in working out the like for himself. 

The value of such tuition was incalculable. Hundreds of missionaries 
to-day bear witness that the years spent at Cliff College made them masters 
of the weapons with which all their work has been accomplished. 

Thirteen years have passed since the Grand Old Man of Cliff was laid 
to rest by the reverent hands of his sons. But so well and truly was his 
task accomplished, so deeply did he ground and so strongly build, that to 
describe Cliff training as he made it, is to describe our ideal at this day. 
Whether the subject be a Greek verb, a paragraph of an Epistle, or a principle 
of Homiletics, the student is sent to the quiet of his own room to analyse 
his material, to discover its inner and outer relations, to put it through 
the mill of his own mind. Then he is expected to come up to his class 
prepared to exhibit, not merely the thought or work of other men, or the 
dry facts of language or of history, but a proof of his own insight, a pledge 
of his own interests, a product of his own growing skill. This is the mental 
culture for which we strive at Harley College. F. W. SCHOFIELD. 




Miss A.XYBEE.G: I : 4 Miss I. OLNKI 

M i ss . V. ST. JOSEPH. n*H Miss L. Sr. JOSEPH . 

[Miss LVVaiTEHEAD. |*^]Miss E.MLLIAMSON.] 

Our Deaconesses. 

ERHAPS no branch of work in connection with the Regions Beyond 
Missionary Union has more abundantly justified its existence than 
Doric Lodge. The earnest, persistent and self-denying service 
which has been carried on by the deaconesses has been continuously 
marked by divine approval and blessing. To-day, the very name " Doric " 
is a household word in a large area of the East End, where our friends are 
regarded as true sisters of the people. 

Doric Lodge stands in the broad Bow Road, immediately opposite Harley 
House. Its rooms are spacious and its grounds pleasant. Twenty-one 
years ago its capacity was taxed to the utmost when only thirteen students 
were there, but by re-modelling the interior, building one or two necessary 
additions, and using bedrooms in an adjoining house, twenty-four students 
can now be accommodated with ease. 

Inseparably associated with those early days is the name of Mrs. Dawbarn, 
who, for many years, was responsible for the tuitional and evangelistic 
work of the students, and who was beloved by every deaconess. In that 
important position she was ably seconded by Miss Fooks, who later on 
joined the L.M.S. in India, where eventually she was married to the Rev. 
\V. Hinkley. Since that time, three Lady Superintendents have in turn 
guided Doric affairs Miss Duff, Miss Stymest, and now Miss McClymont. 
Each has endeared herself to successive generations of deaconesses, whilst 
for several years Doric Lodge has been fortunate enough to have on its 
staff an ex-missionary from the Congo. No one could be better fitted for 
the post than is Mrs. McKenzie, whose teaching is highly appreciated by 
all who have the privilege of coming under her influence. 

For many years now the need of well-trained lady missionaries has been 
making itself more and more felt, and Doric Lodge is aiming in its measure 
to supply that need. In fact, the College exists to train young women of 
any evangelical denomination for the foreign mission field. There is nothing 
narrow or parochial about the place : no indication that it belongs to any 
specific denomination. The deaconesses come from all parts of the world. 
In addition to representatives from different quarters of the British Empire, 

48 "NOT UNTO US." 

one finds Germans, French, Swiss and Scandinavians. Yet, although there is 
diversity of character and temperament, as well as of nationality, a real 
unity of purpose characterizes the life. For Doric Lodge is not merely 
a school of instruction, it is pre-eminently a Christian home, and in its 
spiritual atmosphere the personal character of its students is developed. 

The probationer soon discovers that life in " Doric " is anything but 
monotonous. The day is well mapped out, and order and method charac 
terize all the arrangements. The bell which calls from the land of dreams to 
that of reality sounds its deep note at an early hour. Eyes are then lifted 
towards the hills from whence cometh strength for the work of the day. 
The morning meal and College prayers being over, each deaconess attends 
to certain domestic duties which have been allotted to her as an essential 
part of the training. The students thus cultivate habits of punctuality 
and general carefulness, those necessary qualities in an efficient missionary 


The studies are arranged not so much with a view to high scholastic 
attainment as to practical equipment for the effective discharge of mis 
sionary responsibility. Such equipment, however, necessarily involves 
mental preparation. 

The Bible is the chief text book. Just as the sheaves of his brethren 
made obeisance to the sheaf of Joseph, so all other text books make obeisance 
to the Word of GOD. 

Amongst the subjects studied are English grammar, the History of Mis 
sions, Church History, the Religions of the World, Christian Evidences, 
French, Spanish and Music. A public examination is held once a year 
by the Christian Evidence Society, and the examination papers are of a 
high order. It is a pleasure to state that last year all the prizes and honours 
in their particular section were carried off by " Doric girls." 

During the second year of residence, deaconesses, if sufficiently advanced, 
attend certain lectures at Harley College. Concerning these one of them 
writes : " In none of our studies are we spoon-fed ; we are taught to 
work things out for ourselves until impressions become conclusions and 
conclusions become convictions." 

The latest addition to the curriculum is a course of training in such 
practical things as Cookery, Dress-making, and other branches of domestic 
economy, that the students may be fully prepared to face these very real 
though common-place duties under the trying conditions that prevail in 
the mission field. And there, if anywhere, women must know how to remedy 
simple human ills. Our deaconesses, therefore, take their turn in dispensing 


at our Medical Mission ; in bandaging and general minor nursing at Shadwell 
Hospital for women and children ; and, when it can be arranged, attend 
lectures on tropical diseases at Livingstone College, and medical and 
surgical lectures at the Homeopathic Hospital. Everyone is expected to 
join the Ambulance Class unless they have previously passed that examina 
tion, and the majority pass through the nursing course at Bromley Hall 
which is fully described elsewhere. 

At Doric Lodge, however, it is never forgotten that to lead men and 
women to a knowledge of the SAVIOUR is an indispensable part of mis 
sionary training. To each deaconess is apportioned her particular duties, 
and in the definite sphere of her ministry she not only obtains practice in 
public speaking, but finds ample opportunity of ministering comfort and 
peace, in the Name of CHRIST, to individual hearts oppressed with grief and 
hardened by sin. The deaconesses are easily recognizable in their neat 
blue uniform, and are invariably welcomed in the homes of sorrow, 
which are tragically numerous in the districts they visit. 

Could any of our readers peep into Doric Lodge one Sunday, or, indeed, 
on any day of the week, they might find little groups on their knees praying 






for blessing on the meetings which they are about to conduct. Some 
go to " Berger " and some to Somerset Hall, where they teach classes of 
unruly boys and girls. Others set forth to engage in evangelistic work in 
the Victoria Homes for Working Men two buildings standing in the 
Commercial Street and Whitechapel Road, and between them accommo 
dating more than a thousand men. In these houses the audiences are large 
and respectful, but to some of the deaconesses there falls a more difficult 
task. They have to make their way to the common lodging-houses, where 
they sing and speak to a motley crowd of men, many of whom have seen 
better days, and whose sad story can often be summed up in that one word 
" Drink." Here they find men lying about asleep ; others smoking ; 
a few eagerly perusing the least reputable kind of newspaper ; but a number 
are sitting with hymn-books, evidently waiting for the " lidies " to appear. 
The service which follows is of the simplest. Bright hymns are sung and 
prayer offered, and then the men are all awake and ready to listen with 
interest to the " Old Story " which is ever new. Often some word from 
the Gospel message finds a lodgment in their hearts, awakening memories 
of happier days, until tears roll down the rough, sin-hardened faces. 

Fancy the East End of London without CHRIST, and without such 
sympathetic and loving deaconesses ! It would be truly indescribable ! 


A Practical Ministry. 

preparing our lady workers for the foreign field, it became apparent 
that a practical course of Midwifery would not only be an inesti 
mable boon to the poor women in many lands, with whom our workers 
were brought into contact ; but also to the married missionaries 
themselves, who are often in sore need of just such help as maternity-nurses 
can afford. 

Apart altogether from the physical aspect of the question, we remem 
bered the spiritual value of such work both at home and abroad, in bringing 
our lady missionaries into personal contact with Christless women, in the 
hour of their danger and their need, and thus establishing a firm bond of 
friendship and gratitude which in due time might lead to a personal know 
ledge of the SAVIOUR. 



This triple call for trained missionary-nurses, induced us in 1889 to com 
mence an obstetric department of work at Doric Lodge, and later in the 
same year to open a special home for this branch of service. Miss Rees, 
the daughter of the late Pastor Rees, of Sunderland, was the first Super 
intendent of the new work, which rapidly grew in importance until it be 
came evident in 1894 that we ought to secure a larger home in a some 
what poorer neighbourhood. In the LORD S good Providence such a 
Home was found within five minutes walk from our Mission Centre at 
Berger Hall. " Bromley Hall " is a fine old mansion, built long ago when 
King James had his hunting-lodge near by. Now a vast school building 
covers the site of the " Old Palace," as it was called twenty years ago. 
The latter was one of the earliest scenes of my own evangelistic work in 
East London, and the very name reminds one of days that never can be 
forgotten by any who were privileged to see the movement of grace that swept 
hundreds of souls into the Kingdom of GOD. 


has comfortable, airy rooms, and though it is very ancient, and 
costs us no little from the standpoint of repair, it is the very house 
we need, and in the very neighbourhood. Eventually, Miss Alice Smith, 
the daughter of a well-known Baptist Minister, became Superintendent 
of the work, and for five years was the trusted and beloved head of the Home. 
When she subsequently heard the call to Argentina, and consecrated 
her life to the establishment of a similar movement in the vast city of 
Buenos Aires, the poor mothers in Bromley thought the whole work would 
come to an end. But the LORD who gave us one efficient Superintendent 
could find another, and as the result of the profound loss which overtook 
our struggling mission in Peru, through the death of sainted Will Newell, 
his wife was led to volunteer for the post vacated by Miss Smith. In this 
sad way, Mrs. Newell and her dear little girls came to Bromley Hall, and 
ever since our valued friend has been the heart of the whole movement. 
Nurses and mothers all love her, and the presence of the children 
makes the old house seem like a home indeed. I was down there one 
Wednesday afternoon lately, and what a crowd of women and babies were 
gathered together for the afternoon meeting, and how they appreciated 
the cup of tea at the close ! Bromley Hall boasts a splendid garden 
for this part of London, in spite of the horizon being bounded on the one 
side by gigantic gasometers, and, on the other, by pyramids of oil-barrels 
accumulated in the adjoining business premises. When the spring 
time comes, or the hot, close days of summer are with us, then it is that 




the mothers find special delight in sitting out in the open air at their weekly 
Bible talks. 

From the medical standpoint the movement has been very successful, and 
we have not had a single failure in the examination for the diploma of the 
Central Midwives Board. Fifty-six nurses have taken this examination during 
the last four years and nine months, and five other students who were with 
us for a short period obtained valuable help without qualifying. The 
fact that 1,606 mothers have been attended in four years, and that we have 
only to record two deaths, speaks highly for the work done. In cases 
of special difficulty Dr. Milne is our consultant, and day and night has he 
placed his valued aid at our disposal. For him we are grateful indeed, 
and for the remarkable success which the LORD has been pleased to grant 
to this department of service. 



Thirty students from Doric Lodge have obtained their diplomas at 
Bromley Hall since 1904, and since our doors are occasionally open to out 
side students, eleven hospital nurses have acquired this branch of 
their profession there Fifteen outside Christian workers have also passed 
through the Home, which is one of the Training Institutions recognized 
and registered by the Central Midwives Board. The average number 
of cases attended each year is three hundred and twenty-five, and these 
are divided between the twelve students who during that period pass 
through their course of training. Mrs. Newell tells a good story of how 
one of the mothers was wont to tell her neighbours that if ever they were 
in trouble and needed help, they should " go to them Eternity nurses, 
and they ll help you." Very funny, but very appropriate. " Eternity 
nurses," indeed, seeking the welfare not of the body alone, but of the spirit 
so neglected and starved amidst the purlieus of East London. 

H. G. G. 



Twenty-One Years, 1887 to 1908, 


have passed through the Training Institutions of the Regions Beyond 
Missionary Union, and have entered into work resulting in their distribution 
throughout the world in the proportion given below : 

Men. Women. Total. 

Europe 128 78 206 

Asia 96 99 195 

Africa 120 94 214 

America 115 46 161 

Australasia.. 9 1 10 

468 318 786 

Their Distribution amongst the Denominational and 

Interdenominational Missionary Societies, etc., has 
been as follows : 

Men. Women. Total. 

1. Independent Workers and Various Societies 112 86 198 

2. Regions Beyond Missionary Union 77 61 138 

3. Home Mission Work 68 24 92 

4. China Inland Mission 39 36 75 

5. Further Training in Hospitals and Colleges... 38 22 60 

6. Baptist Societies 29 19 48 

7. North Africa Mission 16 27 43 

8. Congregational Missions 28 11 39 

9. Church of England Missions 13 10 23 

10. Presbyterian Missions 13 7 20 

11. Jewish Missions 12 5 17 

12. Bible Societies 10 4 14 

13. Plymouth Brethren 6 6 12 

14. Methodist Missions 7 7 

468 318 786 



included in the foregoing table as " various 
thirty-four, as follows: 


1 . Arthington Aborigines Mission. 

2. Bible Christian Mission. 

3. British and Foreign Sailors 


4. British Syrian Schools. 

5. Cape General Mission. 

6. Central Sudan Mission (since 


7. Ceylon and India General Mission. 

8. Christian and Missionary Alliance. 

9. Friends Foreign Missionary 


10. German Mission to Cameroons. 

1 1 . Help for Brazil Mission. 

12. Industrial Missions Aid Society. 

1 3. International Missionary Alliance. 

14. Ludhiana Medical Mission. 

15. McCall Mission. 

16. Miss de Broen s Mission. 

17. Mission Romande. 

18. Mr. St. Dalmas Work in India. 

19. Moravian Missions. 

20. Norwegian Lutheran Missionary 


21. Nyassa Industrial Mission. 

22. Paris Evangelical Mission. 

23. Paris Evangelical Mission to 


24. Qua Iboe Mission. 

25. Salvation Army. 

26. Sudan United Mission. 

27. Thibetan Pioneer Mission. 

28. Victoria Gospel Press. 

29. Welsh Calvinistic Mission. 

30. Wesson Harbour Mission. 

31. Women s Board of Missions. 

32. Zambezi Industrial Mission. 

33. Zanzibar Sailors Rest. 

34. Zenana Bible and Medical 


The total number of Students trained 
at Barley College and Doric Lodge 

since the Inauguration of the Work in 1873 is 










A Church of the People." 

ERGER " is a Church of the People. It is situated where it 
can draw only on the poor artisan class. It has done this for more 
than twenty years, and is doing it still. 
It is officered, from the deacons 

down to the caretaker, by men 

of the working ranks. 

One fact will suffice 

to prove this : 

Not more than 

three out of our 

400 members earn 

over 2 a week ; 

indeed the average 

would be less than 

15s. It must 

follow, therefore, 

that all the or 
gan izations are 

run by working 

people, who, 

though not blest 

with material en 
dowments, have in 

many cases more 

than average 

native ability. 

Yes ! it is a Church 

of the People. 

It gives the lie 

to the statement, 

often made, that the working classes, as such, stand aloof from the churches ; 

for if the poor did not come, no one else would, and Berger would soon 

be a home for cobwebs and beetles. Some one may ask, " How are they 

reached ? " We answer on the human plane : " By people who know 

the people," who share the burdens, sorrows and cares of life, who toil 

the round of the year, and are as badly off at its finish as at the start, 

only a year older, and in many cases, alas ! with less strength to bear 





the strain. It follows, then, that in connection with such a church, 
where all are more or less on one level, practical work becomes a paramount 
necessity, and institutions such as the Medical Mission, the Soup Kitchen 
and Food Depot, Goose Clubs and Clothing Clubs, prove of inestimable 
value to the deserving and often silent poor. 

The MEDICAL MISSION reaches out a helping hand 
to some 8,000 attendants every year and 
visitors follow up wherever possible, 
the very sick cases, not merely 
to pray with them, but, 
if possible, to carry 
relief in some 
practical form. 

through the winter 
months provides 
dinners for 1,700 
half-starved and 
starving children, 
week by week. 
Cocoa breakfasts 
are also given 
about 100 a day 
to the children 
of poor widows, 
before going to 
school. Twenty 
thousand quarts 
of soup were made 
and distributed 
last winter, and as 

many fruit puddings. The Goose Club, into which the people pay sixpence 
a week, insures that those who join have a good Christmas dinner. 

The EVANGELISTIC SPIRIT expresses itself in many forms, not only 
in services on the LORD S day, which are crowded, but in steady open-air 
work, winter and summer, in cottage meetings, in the Men s Own Brother 
hood, through the Bible Classes, and the Bible School. 

The women are reached by Sister Ivy, who conducts the Women s Own 

62 "NOT UNTO US." 

on Wednesdays, and in connection with this, a warm Creche provides 
for the entertainment of the little children that cannot be left at home. 

Night Schools, for Factory and Work-room girls, are held on two nights 
a week, with marked success from the physical and moral, as well as the 
spiritual, point of view. 

The children in the Sunday School number 1,600, including the Drift 
School, where the roughest and most ragged children are gathered, and 
taught the things that make for the best and highest in this life, as well as 
in the life beyond. 

It may be said, in a word, that " Berger " represents to the people all 
that is finest and best, and religion, therefore, instead of wearing a sombre 
mask, is indeed the re-creation of the people. Its gate is open from early 
dawn till ten o clock at night, and the Pastor s Vestry is an enquiry room 
for all sorts of questions, wise and otherwise. The main purpose in every 
thing is to bring in the Kingdom of CHRIST, which stands for all that is 
bright, happy and healthy, for that which casts over the dull and cloudy 
day a radiance like the light of Easter morning. How necessary this is 
may be shown by the fact that the people come from the one, two, or three- 
roomed tenement ; from the narrow, ill-built and monotonous alley ; 
from the over-crowded slum ; from out of the din of the market-street, 
and past the glare of the gilded drinking saloons. Bargemen from the 
murky waters of London s river, and the babel of many tongues on London s 
wharves ; girls from match, and chocolate, and clothing factories, where 
they listen all day to the noisy hum of tireless machines ; men, from City 
warehouses and offices ; women, from the stuffy work-room these all 
come to " Berger " and find it a place of rest for their weary feet. 



Daniel Hayes. 



ANTED a horse to do the work of a parish minister." So 
ran a recent northern advertisement. Nothing less than a 
steam-engine would be of use to Mr. Hayes. With the help 
of long legs and a high gear, his "bike" carries him through 
many a mile of mean streets and on countless errands of mercy. In the 

image of the good Samari 
tan, he has ceaseless op 
portunities for courage 
and charity, for often 
folks are left half-dead, 
half - naked, and half- 
starved in the dreary 
east. At " Berger," a 
man can make full proof 
of his ministry. He must 
preach as if he had no 
visits to pay ; visit as if 
he had no sermons to 
make ; and fill up his 
week-days with work as 
if there were no Sundays 
to come. 

A heart full of love, a 
head full of fresh ideas, 
and a pair of hands full 
of work, will describe 
our friend. His fellow 
ministers, no bad judges, 
know him as the most 
brotherly of men ; the 
enthusiastic Secretary of 
the Free Church Federa 
tion of the district ; a man of prayer, filled with the passion for soul- winning 
and of social service ; and a plain and powerful preacher of the grace of GOD. 


64 "NOT UNTO US." 

Now you can " snap " him among the bairns, satisfying their hunger and 
clothing their winter nakedness ; or helping the poor with medicines 
and bandages, that ineradicable Congo fever in his blood the while. 
Again, he is comforting the old folks and the weary mothers ; or leading 
the Saturday prayer meeting, and gathering spiritual momentum for the 
onslaught of the morrow. It is difficult to believe that the preacher of 
the Sabbath morning with some quiet and uplifting message from the 
unseen, has been filling the week with most exhausting labour perhaps, 
with the brass band and willing workers, raking the gutters and the 
public-houses, to gather up and bring to GOD, souls without strength. 

The only conventional thing about Mr. Hayes is his deep earnestness, 
but it is the living earnestness of love. The wooing note is never absent 
from his preaching. To comfort saints, and to save sinners that sums 
up his motives and his methods. 

The children swarm in " Berger," and every week, with crayon and black 
board, you can find him giving 200 of the boys and girls regular lessons 
in the Bible books. 

Time would fail even to name all the agencies of which he is the 
head and leader. Life in East London soon convinces ministers who are 
in earnest, that it is not enough to be the preacher or pastor. The poverty 
is so chronic ; the social conditions so hurtful ; the drink power so enormous, 
that to defend the people against themselves, against the moral debase 
ment of their surroundings, the minister must play a lion s part in their 
strife. The better to do this, Mr. Hayes became a member of the Poplar 
Borough Council, and devotes a good part of his time to those Committees 
which have to do with public health, and the morals of the streets and of 
the music halls. To be preacher, and pastor, and philanthropist, and 
politician all rolled into one, is a task for which no man could get an adequate 
return. His wage is the wage of all good men the hatred of some and the 
love of many more, the blessing of the old, the affection of the children, 
and the trust and confidence of those who follow him faithfully in the wars 
of the LORD. 




^ J 



A Glance at Our Sphere. 

HE tremendous need of the Congo, had been deeply impressed on 
our hearts and minds by the vicissitudes of the early Living 
stone Inland Mission, and when that movement was transferred 
in 1884 to the Baptists of America, it seemed like the amputation 
of a missionary limb. For four years the East London Training 
Institute was cut off from its wonted African activities, and some of us longed 
that these might be resumed. This feeling became greatly intensified, 
when within a few months of my appointment as London Director, one 
of our former missionaries, John McKittrick, returned from the Upper 
Congo, bringing with him Bompole, a native boy from the Lulanga river. 
The people he represented were anxious for missionaries to settle amongst 
them, and Mr. McKittrick was eager to devote his life to the task of their 
evangelization. I became deeply interested in Bompole and my mind was 
greatly drawn towards the new enterprise. At length, after full considera 
tion and months of prayer, we decided that if our American Baptist friends 
should agree to transfer John McKittrick in order that he might become 
the leader of a new mission, we would undertake to begin the work. To 
this they gladly consented, and also offered to lend us our old steamer, the 
" Henry Reed," so called in memory of my father-in-law. A party of eight 
suitable missionaries volunteered, and after an arduous series of meetings 
throughout the country at which the needs of the new field were presented, 
1,700 was available to start the CONGO BALOLO MISSION, the early expe 
riences of which are described by my cousin, a member of the first party, 
in a subsequent article. 

Three years later, I visited the Congo, and shall never forget some of the 
incidents of that journey. First, there was the stifling tropical weather 
we endured on board the old ss. " Afrikaan" as we neared the Equator. 
My diary for 1891 vividly recalls the stuffy cabins with port-holes closed at 
night for fear of the sudden tornadoes encountered in these regions. " I 
slept, and almost lived, on one particular seat at the top of the solitary 
hatchway with which the vessel was provided. From this spot I watched 
the lightning flash in some of those midnight squalls when, through the 
oppressive air, down came the drenching torrents of tropical rain. Flash ! 
Flash ! to the accompaniment of heaven s artillery ! The spectacle was some 
times awfully grand, but when the lightning was almost incessant one could 
not help remembering that the ship s hold was full of gunpowder and gin ! " 


On May 5th, we reached the Congo, and I can still remember how the 
" outward rush of the muddy river encountered the pale green of the sea. 
Where the two met, the waters seemed piled up in a distinct wall of 
agitated, foaming encounter, the sea resenting the intrepid intruder,* and 
the mighty innovator carrying all before it." 

That was my first glimpse of the glorious river which discharges one 
million tons of water every second into the waters of the Atlantic, and drains 
a basin of 800,000 square miles. Diego Cam discovered its mouth more 
than four hundred years ago, but the Portuguese were effectually debarred 
from access to the interior of the continent by the cataract region, which 
divides the lower from the upper river. It was reserved for H. M. Stanley 
to disclose the majestic outline of 


on the completion of his first memorable trans-continental journey of 
discovery in 1877, and some idea of its magnitude may be conceived from 
the accompanying diagram, in which the whole river is projected to scale 
upon the map of Europe. The mouth, seven miles wide, corresponds on 
the map to Bordeaux, and if we trace the river upwards, we find it 
traversing the whole of France and Belgium, and embracing Germany in 
its mighty bend, ere turning southward through Austro-Hungary, Servia 
and Turkey to the Black Sea. It will also be seen that its tributary 
streams stretch from beyond Upsala in the north to Sardinia and Corsica 
in the south ; and from Smyrna in Asia Minor in the east to the Bay of 
Biscay in the west. 

The sphere which the Congo Balolo Mission proposed to enter with the Gospel 
is the home of the Lolo peoples, a sphere as large as Germany. Bounded 
on three sides by the Congo s horse-shoe bend, it is opened to navigation by a 
series of magnificent tributaries to the main river. These water highways 
give free access to innumerable native villages, some of which are close to 
the bank, whilst others, from considerations of safety, are built at a little 
distance from the water, in vast clearings of the forest. Many of the more 
important centres of population are situated on the higher ground which 
constitutes the watershed between the various rivers, but even these are 
comparatively easy of access, as probably no portion of the country is more 
than fifty miles removed from one or another of its many streams. 

In these tracts of country, our workers have come into contact with 
hundreds of thousands of benighted savages during the past twenty years, 
and whilst the population of Lololand is unknown, and Stanley s approxi 
mate estimate of ten millions is certainly inaccurate, the fact remains that 
the Congo Balolo Mission occupies a sphere of immense importance, and of 
practically unlimited extent. H. G. G. 


How We Entered the Land. 

UGUST 24th, 1889, was a memorable day in the annals of the 
Congo Balolo Mission, and from the minds of the little group 
of white men on board the mission steamer " Henry Reed," 
the memories of that day can never be effaced. The captain 
of the boat had told us the previous evening that we should enter the 
Lulanga River in a few hours, and when we started off at dawn, our hearts 
beat high with eager longings and glad expectations. Were we not on the 
verge of entering the country to which GOD had called us ; and towards 
which we had been travelling for many months ? Of its people, their 
numbers, their habits and language we knew almost nothing, though many 
stories of their warlike character, their ferocity and cannibalistic tendencies 
had been related to us by the natives down river. 

As we approached the place where the Lulanga flows into the Congo, 
we discerned indications of large settlements on the banks of the river, 
and steaming slowly up could see immense crowds standing on the left bank 
as far as the eye could reach. No women or children were visible ; only 
men fully armed had come out to gaze upon the mysterious " smoke-canoe," 
and we did not need our interpreter to tell us that these large crowds wore 
a distinctly hostile attitude, and that it would be dangerous to attempt 
a landing or even to slacken speed. We bade him salute these fierce-looking 
warriors in our name, tell them that our mission was a peaceful one, and 
ask for food. But the only response was threatening looks and wild gesti 
culations with spear and bow. So putting up our arrow-guards, we went 
on our way, passing for some distance by a beach thickly lined with people. 
Just beyond the towns we cast anchor for the night in mid-stream, and 
determined to make friends before going further. In this we were successful, 
and were able to buy some provisions, though we could not induce the 
women to come out of their hiding places. 

The following day we proceeded up river and passed through other 
populous districts, the inhabitants of which came out to look at us and in 
some cases to greet us with shouts and the beating of drums. Our be 
haviour at the mouth of the river had apparently disarmed suspicion, 
for there were no more warlike demonstrations. The news of our arrival 

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was telephoned from one village to another, and our interpreter was able 
to tell us some of the messages beaten out on the drums " The white 
man, Englesa, has come to sit down with us." Thus the news spread. 
At last we came to a halt at the town of Bonginda, where dwelt the most 
important chief on the river, a man who had once seen a missionary and 
had asked for teachers. But as we neared the landing-place, the noise 
and smoke of the steamer terrified the poor folk and they fled en masse 
to the bush. Some hours passed in unavailing attempts to get at them. 
Then we threw a handful of beads on the ground in front of the steamer, 
and by degrees a few of the bolder spirits ventured out into the open to 
pick them up. With these men we made friends, and in less than half- 
an-hour the beach simply swarmed with men, women and children, while 
the " Reed " was surrounded by an eager, chattering crowd in their shaky- 
looking canoes. Fear and distrust seemed to have vanished completely, 
and it was only when darkness fell that we could get rid of them. 

Work began in earnest the next morning. The old chief, 


came in state to visit us, bringing a long train of wives and slaves, and 
invited us to land. This we promptly did, and were accompanied every 
where by a gaping and gossiping crowd. The women were clothed in 
short grass petticoats, the men in tiny pieces of bark cloth. The bodies 
of all alike were covered with a mixture of palm-oil and camwood, and 
decorated with a variety of tattoo marks, indicating their different tribes. 
Their woolly hair was cut, and twisted into all sorts of extraordinary shapes, 
some of them most elaborate. The chiefs were distinguished by their 
head-dresses, made of monkey skin. A great palaver was arranged and 
attended by hundreds of these wild-looking people. A heated discussion 
took place as to whether we were to be allowed to settle among them. 
We, of course, could not understand what was said, but the expressive 
gestures of the orators told us plainly if they were speaking for or against 
us. The matter was decided by the king s chief speaker, old Mata Lokota, 
who, amid furious excitement declared in our favour. Presents were ex 
changed and we took possession of our new home. Then for the first time 
we had an opportunity of declaring our message to these Balolo people. 
As our interpreter finished a murmur of assent went round and our hearts 
were thrilled as Mata Lokota rose up and replied : " These words are 
good, white man ; you shall be our father and we will be your children." 

And so we had been brought to the haven we had sought for, and were 
filled with rejoicing. Our song was, " The LORD hath done great things 
for us, whereof we are glad." In the months and years which followed 


the work was often fraught with difficulty sometimes with danger 
hut the joy and privilege of carrying the (iospel into these " Regions 
Beyond " more than atoned for all. 

One of our first duties on settling down was to explore our parish and 
find out if possihle the numher of inhabitants. In whatever direction we 
turned, we found dozens of towns and villages. The mission centre stood 
in the middle of a long string of towns, extending for over two miles. At 
the hack of these were many slave settlements, dotted here and there in 
the bush, while on an island opposite was the largest single town we had 
seen, where lived twelve hundred people. Wherever we went we were 
followed by swarms of our dark brothers and sisters, and even in our own 
little house it was quite impossible to get any privacy. Doors and windows 
acted only as frames for the heads and shoulders of a continuous crowd 
of visitors who laughed and chattered ceaselessly. They were very like 
children, easily amused, and full of excited interest in everything. It 
seemed quite hopeless to get any quiet time for study or anything else. 
On one occasion we closed the house to try to get some peace from the 
incessant babel of voices. The men outside were somewhat disconcerted 
and one remarked to the others : " These white people have shut the 
doors ; they are doing something they are ashamed of." Needless to say, 
we promptly re-opened them. 

But though on the whole we received a hearty welcome, there were 
some who set themselves against the missionaries from the first. Ibenge, 
a great chief and famous warrior, was our inveterate enemy, and vowed 
to kill any native who should teach us the language. He also tried to 
prevent the people bringing us food, but as his authority was limited to his 
own town, he could not seriously hurt us in that way. Then he formed 


all and burn the station and seize our goods. He took into his confidence 
three other unfriendly chiefs, and on a given day all the boys and men 
employed on the station ran away and left us. Then, as the shades of 
evening fell and we were quite deserted, we surmised that something was 
wrong. As we waited and watched, one of our boys Nyanga crept 
up to the back of the house and told us the terrible scheme to destroy us 
all, which was to be carried out that night. We could do nothing but 
cast ourselves on GOD. Within an hour we heard the whistle of a steamer, 
and realized with deep thankfulness that our lives were saved. 

The next morning we went boldly to Mata Ibenge and asked him to call 
a palaver that we might enquire of the people the reason of their wishing 
to get rid of us. Hundreds of them assembled in our palaver-house, and 



after prolonged discussion we found out Ibenge s share in the matter. 
The bulk of the people knew nothing of his designs. The witch-doctors, 
as a class, used all their arts to drive us out of the country. They seemed 
to know that if once the people accepted our message, their livelihood 
would be gone. If one of our party was ill, the witch-doctor gave out that 
he had caused the illness, and the malign influence these wicked men 
exercised over the others was so great that they believed entirely in all 
their vile impostures, and feared to offend them. One or two stories 
will serve to illustrate the power they possessed. A poor girl called Bokwala, 
whose husband had died, came to us for protection, as her brother-in-law 
had tried to sell her to the Ngombe. In a few days she fell ill, and in spite 
of all our efforts grew gradually worse, nor could we discover what ailed 
her. In a few weeks she seemed to be at the point of death, when another 
girl told me that Nkumu, 


or bonganga, was making bote to kill her. This explained everything, so 
off we went to the town to interview the old man. He declared, of course, 
that he could not make bote and could not kill Bokwala, so we invited him to 
come to the station and inform the girl herself. This was quite a different 
matter, and he refused to budge. However, anticipating trouble, we had 
not come alone, and let him know that he should be dragged to the station, if 
necessary, but come he must. Bokwala was carried down to the palaver- 
house and we made Nkumu repeat in her hearing what he had said to us. 
The effect was magical. The following day the girl was distinctly better, 
and within ten days was quite well again. 

On another occasion, some brass rods had been stolen, and the owner 
of them went to fetch a bonganga to find out the thief. An old fellow 
named Nkoi came along with a flat iron bell and a blue glass bead. The 
palaver started without our knowledge, and when we went out we found 
it in full swing. We entered the palaver-house, where five or six hundred 
folk were gathered together, forming a circle round Nkoi. He chanted 
an incantation, bringing in the name of Eleku, and when this was concluded 
rubbed the bead on his bare leg. He then placed it on the bell and the 
bead fell off. This indicated that Eleku was not the guilty one, and a 
hum of approbation went round. He proceeded in the same fashion 
with fifteen other names, and in each case the bead when placed on the bell 
dropped off. Then he brought in the name of Bompole, went through 
the same performance, and after shaking the bell the bead remained where 
it had been placed. This was proof positive that Bompole was the culprit. 
The missionary immediately went and stood by Bompole s side to prevent 

76 "NOT UNTO US." 

the crowd seizing and perhaps killing him on the spot. Then he faced 
the people, and asked that they would listen to him. He would finish 
the palaver. They assented, and very reluctantly the wretched old de 
ceiver handed over his stock-in-trade to the white-man, who very speedily 
exposed the tricks by which the natives had been bamboozled for years. 
One side of the bell was thickly coated with grease, the other was clean, 
and when he wanted the bead to stick he, of course, put it on the dirty 
side. There were roars of laughter when the process was explained, and 
shouts of : " The white-man is the biggest bonganga." This excitement 
was succeeded by angry murmurs, and I quickly escorted Nkoi to our 
house until the folk dispersed, and the next day he left the district and 
never returned. Nor was he the only one whose deceit and foolish tricks 
were brought to light by the missionaries, and before many months had 
elapsed we were troubled no more by the witch-doctor fraternity, though 
some still practised their arts in secret. 

We were not long in the country before realizing that " The dark places 
of the earth are full of the habitations of cruelty." 


was then responsible for many of the barbarous practices carried on. The 
king once called a palaver at which the prices of food, maize, manioca, etc., 
were discussed, and a law made to fix them at a certain rate. To seal this 
law the people united to purchase a man, who was treated in the following 
manner : He was tightly bound in a sitting position, while his arms and legs 
were broken with a wooden club, then he was put into a canoe and conveyed to 
a desert island. There his murderers tied him to a tree and left him to perish, 
attacked by heat, hunger, thirst, birds of prey, and perchance wild beasts. 

A slave woman was found guilty of stealing some food. The people 
of her town gathered together, and after breaking her limbs rushed at her 
with spears and knives, and continued spearing and stabbing her all over 
the body until she died, when the head was cut off and the body thrown 
into the river, there to be devoured by crocodiles. 

Whenever a free man died, one or more of his wives and some slaves 
were put to death with him, and sometimes with the most horrible tortures. 
I shall remember as long as I live the first funeral procession I ever witnessed 
in that dark land. A free boy had died during the night. His friends 
put the body into a canoe, with a little slave girl underneath. We saw 
them pass the station and asked one of the men what was the matter. 
He pointed to a small island towards which the canoe was being steered, 
and as we looked we saw the warm body of the living child put into a hole, 
and the dead boy placed on the top and the grave filled in. 


Sometimes a rich chief would indulge in a perfect orgy of murder, merely 
for sport and to show what a great man he was. One of these was Molongo 
of Bokenoyla, who in one week killed in sheer wantonness thirty-three 
of his slaves. Many times we have picked out of the water children who 
had been thrown away by their masters because they were weakly or 
ill. Our minds grew sick and our hearts tired of hearing and seeing these 
deeds of cruelty. Some of them formed part and parcel of their super 
stitious worship, while others were enforced by native law. 

Our first months were very much disturbed by the quarrels and fightings 
which were of daily occurrence. One family would be at war with another 
family ; one village with another ; the folk this side of the river with those 
on the other side. And nearly every day men dashed through the station, 
got up in all their war-paint, their bodies covered with chalk or yellow 
ochre, with head-dresses of feathers or skins, knives tied on to their bodies, 
and each one carrying several spears. Drums were beaten and horns 
blown, and the procession was accompanied by men and women yelling 
and howling like demoniacs. At the conclusion of the fight there would per 
haps be a dance in the town, and this was as repulsive and more disgusting 
than the more warlike demonstration. The dancers were daubed with 
white, yellow, and red clay, and performed barbarous contortions with 
their bodies. Sight and sound were alike 

more like pandemonium than anything I can imagine. 

And yet these people in all their darkness and degradation have much 
about them that is lovable, and the longer we lived among them the more 
we found to like in them. Generally speaking, they are anxious to please 
the white-man, and attach themselves readily to one who treats them 
kindly. We once visited a strange town where the women literally wore 
nothing, but as soon as I told them that we did not like this custom, they 
all ran off to the bush and decked themselves out in large leaves. And 
very seldom have we been to any town or district where we were not accorded 
a hearty welcome. And more than once we received very substantial tokens of 
their affection. On one occasion one of our houses was burned down, 
and the following day a messenger arrived from the king to say that he 
wanted to have a palaver. We went down to the palaver-house, and 
what was our astonishment when king and people presented us with a 
fine goat, and moreover utterly declined to take any gift in return. They 
talked a great deal, but the gist of it all was this, " Our white-man has 
had his house burned down ; he is a very good white-man and loves us 
and we love him, and so we have brought a goat for him." Afterwards, 


78 "NOT UNTO US." 

pointing to the animal, the old king added, 
" This is our love. If we did not love you, 
would we bring you a goat ? " This was 
certainly conclusive evidence of their feeling for 
us, and appreciated accordingly. 

When first we saw Mata Ibenge he was wearing 
a fine necklace of leopards teeth, and this we 
had often tried to buy from him. But in vain ; 
nothing would induce- him to part with this 
sign of royalty. On the day of our departure 
for England he came to bid us farewell, and 
as we were saying good-bye, the dear old man 
took off his much-prized necklace and put it 
in my hands, saying, " This is to talk to you in 
your own country and tell you to make haste 
back to us. You will remember Mata Ibenge 
when you look at his gift." 

At that time, less than three years after our arrival in the country, a 
great change had come over the people of the district. Fighting had 
practically ceased among themselves, and young folk, who, before the 
advent of the white-men, would not have dared to go alone beyond their 
own village for fear of being kidnapped and sold as slaves, moved about 
freely from place to place and were unmolested. Spears and other weapons 
were buried, and though this was an innovation which was heartily dis 
liked by some, most of them agreed that the white-man s habit of going 
about unarmed was the best. We invited all and sundry to come and 
talk their palavers on the mission station. In many cases this was done. 
This naturally occupied a great deal of the missionary s time, as one was 
always present on these occasions. But by this means bloodshed was 
avoided, and frequently palavers which had lasted for more than a genera 
tion were amicably settled. 

Public feeling changed, too, with regard to the murder of slaves and other 
barbarous usages. In the early days, the natives publicly boasted of their 
cruel deeds and laughed at our horror. But in a very short time they tried 
to conceal them from us as if ashamed of them. And before we left, it 
had become the exception and not the rule for a slave to be badly treated. 
And what is true of this one mission-centre and its surroundings, is equally 
true of others. Again it has been proved in Lolo-Land that Christianity 
is the great uplifting and regenerating force which can transform individual 
men and women and whole communities. DORA McKENZiE. 

Pioneering Work. 


ANY of the difficulties and dangers inseparable from the in 
auguration of work in Central Africa are now, so far as the 
Congo Balolo Mission is concerned, ancient history. How they 
were met and overcome would make a thrilling and soul- 
inspiring narrative. 

From 1889, when the pioneer party of the Congo Balolo Mission arrived 
in the Congo Free State, until May, 1898, when the Lower Congo Railway 
was opened, all the tremendous difficulties of the caravan journey had to 
be contended with. For a distance of 230 miles, between Matadi and 
Leopoldville, all loads had to be transported on the heads or backs of 
native porters, while Europeans desirous of proceeding to the upper reaches 
of the Congo were compelled to travel that 230 miles on foot, or with the 
help of a hammock. In those days it was no uncommon sight to see, lying 
by the wayside, the bleached bones of carriers who, having fallen beneath 
their loads, had been left to die where they fell. There being no friendly 
hand to give a decent burial, the corpses were allowed to remain as food 
for wild birds and beasts. 

The task of loading up a caravan was no light one. Either the package 
would be too heavy or too bulky, or it had some other defect. The mis 
sionaries in charge of this department had certainly to be as " wise as 
serpents," and they needed the patience of a Job. I well remember offering 
a load to a native porter, but he refused it as being too heavy it weighed 
54 Ibs. I offered him another, which he took with delight its weight 
was 76 Ibs. ! He was perfectly satisfied. 

The gigantic difficulties involved in transporting the ss. " Pioneer," 
given to the Mission by the Y.M.C.A. Institutes of Ireland, and especially 
of Belfast, cannot be imagined, and consequently they defy description. 
Any but the stoutest heart would have been easily daunted at the prospect 
of carrying so many loads such a distance. Our brave brother Todd had, 
by persistent effort, got together a caravan of four hundred men to deal 
with it in as many sections. The heavy pieces, weighing 360 Ibs. each, 



were not transported for 230 miles without many palavers, but patience 
and perseverance, by the good hand of GOD on His servants, won the 
day, and every load was safely landed at its destination. The greatest 
trouble was with the cylinders, which had to be carried by many men on 
poles which were frequently breaking. 

Then there were physical difficulties, which were often very real dangers, 
to be faced. The Mpalabala Hill, for instance, was a towering trial. How 
many missionaries, I wonder, have had an introduction to their first African 
fever as a result of that exhausting climb : I have heard of at least one who 
when he had reached half-way to the top wished to remain there to die 
in peace. 

The rivers, or streams, constituted a veritable danger-difficulty in the 
wet season. On one occasion, when " on the road," forging ahead to reach 
a Mission Station for the week-end, we were caught in a storm a typical 
African tornado. For a short time we sheltered, after which we all made 
haste, as there was one more river to cross, and every moment would make 
the crossing less 
possible. When 
we reached it, 
the men p e r - 
suaded us to take 
the risk of ford 
ing it at once. 
Two of the tallest 
and steadiest of 
the carriers took 
up the hammock, 
and by placing 
the pole on their 
heads, succeeded 
in getting us 
over, although in 
the middle of the 
stream the centre 
of the hammock 
was touching the 
water. One false 
step, one slip, 
and we would 
have been pre- 

THE ss. " PIONEER." 


cipitated into the rushing, swirling torrent. We were informed by our 
friends at the Mission House that had we not crossed just then, we should 
have had to remain on the opposite bank for perhaps four days. 

In the dry season another considerable danger had to be encountered 
in the grass fires. It was often necessary to make a wide detour to avoid 
the danger zone, or to make a rapid advance or hasty retreat to escape 
from the onrushing flames. 

Exposure was often unavoidable on the caravan route. Tramping for 
hours with a temperature between 80 and 100 degrees in the shade would 
naturally make one somewhat warm. It was no uncommon experience 
to arrive at the camp soaked with perspiration, only to find that the carriers 
with your change of clothing had either gone on or were lagging behind. 
Perhaps, however, that was preferable to the information that the porter 
with the " chop " box had gone on further, for that probably meant going 
hungry to bed. 


over those early days and contemplating the difficulties and dangers of the 
Lower Congo journey, we no longer wonder that some of our strongest men 
broke down, absolutely collapsed, ere its first stage was completed. One 
such was our brother William Watson. No man entered the Congo with 
a more brilliant past or with brighter hopes, yet ere he had finished the 
caravan route his journey had ended and he was called into the Presence of 
the King : a martyr to the treacherous African climate. 

Thanks to the skill of European engineers, the points between the navig 
able parts of the Upper and Lower Congo have now been connected by a 
railway. The walk of 230 miles, with all its hardships, is, therefore, obviated. 
In two days, without exposure or fatigue, the Cataract region is now traversed 
and loads are transported with expedition and ease. 

When the "Pioneer" was launched on the Upper Congo, very little 
was known about the river. Many of the dangers of its navigation had 
scarcely been heard of, and there were no reliable charts for the guidance 
of the steamer captain. The channel had not been clearly defined at the 
time. Rocks and snags abounded in parts of the river, and the numerous 
sandbanks were constantly changing their positions. Although the 
" Pioneer" has made more than one interesting discovery of hidden rocks, 
yet she is to-day actively engaged on the river. 

In August, 1889, when the first party of the Congo Balolo Mission arrived 
on tlu 1 Lulanga, negotiations were quickly and successfully carried 
through for the purchase of a site for the first mission station, and then 
arose the house-building difficulty. 


The erection of permanent dwelling-houses involved the missionaries 
in many weeks of hard manual labour. The natives had not hitherto 
seen European tools, consequently they had to be taught to use saw and 
plane ; trowel and plumb ; spade and rake. The forest had to be visited, 
trees selected, felled, taken home, ripped up and prepared for use. Clay 
had to be dug and mixed, bricks moulded and burned, and finally laid. 
All this hard, exhausting work devolved upon the white man, until he had 
taught the natives how to do it a contrast to to-day, when we have modern, 
sanitary houses on each station, erected by our well-manned Building 
Department. All the skilled labour necessary for this work can now be 
found amongst the natives, who have been trained efficiently by the mis 


was another stone of stumbling to our pioneer missionaries. When they 
first settled in Balololand, the language of the people by whom they were 
surrounded had not been reduced to a written form. By persistent study, 


however, the intricacies and idioms of the language were mastered, an 
excellent Grammar prepared, and an extensive Vocabulary compiled. 
This feat, involving much arduous work and sustained application, some 
times aroused the suspicions of the natives, who could not understand 
the eager interest with which their words were noted and written down. 
But a more serious 


was occasioned by the unjust and cruel treatment of the natives by State 
Officers and Agents of Trading Companies, after the formation of the Congo 
Free State. For a time, the people became openly antagonistic to the 
missionaries. They argued that all white men were brothers, that they 
all came from the same country, and that all must be driven away or killed. 
As a result, plots for murder were concocted and attacks on the mission 
stations made, but all to no effect. 

To-day, what a change is seen ! The difference between one white man 
and another is now recognized, and the missionaries are known to be " the 
only friends of the people." The name, Englesa, acts like magic, and is a 
safe pass-word into any native village. The term, in the estimation of the 
Upper Congo peoples, stands for all that is noble, just, right and good. 
Armed with that name alone, one can unhesitatingly go where the State 
Officer dare not venture, even with a strong escort of soldiers. 

More serious than any of these things, however, were the 


faced by the pioneers, and still endured, in some measure, by the workers 
of to-day. At first the missionary knew that the climate was notoriously 
unhealthy, and that was about all. He did not know how to adapt him 
self to his new environment, and probably, at times, exposed himself 
unnecessarily. He was assured that the malarial miasma never ascended 
higher than six feet, consequently he built his bed on tall posts to avoid 
sleeping in the poisonous atmosphere. The mosquito had not been sus 
pected in those days ; innocent creature ! 

The inevitable result followed. The arduous life, the exposure, the 
climate, left their imprint on the constitutions of the devoted workers, 
and towards the close of 1891 the little band was stricken by the loss of 
John McKittrick, the beloved leader, only two years after he had conducted 
the first party of missionaries into the district. 

John McKittrick was the first of these brave pioneers to enter Heaven, 
but he was quickly followed by others who had counted the cost and were 
prepared, if necessary, to sacrifice their lives for the redemption of the 
Congo people. 



How one would like to write of each of those heroes, who fell in the very 
forefront of the battle, hut space forbids. Reference must, however, 
be made to dear Scarnell, who, when alone at Bongandanga, received his 
visit from the Angel of Death, on the 29th of October, 1892. His passing 
away was singularly pathetic. For a while he had been unavoidably left 
alone on our furthest Station 100 miles distant from the next white man. 
When in an excess of fever he became delirious, his native servants grew 
alarmed, and fled to their village. There they were met by an old Chief, 
who questioned them regarding the bondele. They informed him of Scarnell s 
peculiar manner, whereupon the old man led them back to the white man s 
hut. The door was opened, and they peeped inside to see their bondele 
on his knees by the bedside. But they would not disturb him, for was he 
not talking with Nzakomba GOD. After waiting a short time they looked 
in again, but there was no change and they drew back once more. After a 
considerable period they ventured to open the door a third time, and still 
Scarnell was on his knees. They approached him and spoke no answer. 
Louder and louder they called his name, but there was no reply. Then 
they realized that Scarn ell s body was before them, but that his spirit had 
returned to its Maker, Soon afterwards, Mr. Ellery arrived from Ikau. 
He had come in response to a pencil message from Scarnell which ran : 
" Come quickly ; the Master has laid me low with haematuria." Mr. 
Ellery afterwards wrote : " We hurried on and reached Bongandanga 
at three o clock on Friday morning, only to find that our brother had passed 
into the Presence of the King. The natives had covered the place where 
they laid him with a rudely constructed shelter to prevent the rain falling 
on their white-man the simple, touching evidence of the love which 
he had inspired." It was a love which made a lasting impression on not 
a few hearts. 


test one s faith to the utmost and are hard to bear. Now, in the 
twentieth year of the Mission, thirty-six members of our Congo 
band have joined the company of those who are in the immediate Presence 
of their LORD. In 1896, our " black year," no fewer than seven of our 
beloved fellow-workers were called to the Higher Service, and this high rate 
of mortality has not been confined to the Congo Balolo Mission, the other 
Societies have suffered proportionately. It is the price which must be paid 
for the salvation of Congoland. 

Nevertheless, in spite of these things, when we note what has been 
accomplished, we are able to say, " Thanks be unto GOD, Who giveth us the 
victory." Even before being summoned to his eternal rest, John McKittrick 


had been privileged to see some first fruits gathered in at Bonginda. Dr. 
Harry Guinness, who was on the Congo at the time, wrote : Tears of 
joy and sorrow have mingled lately as we stood on two consecutive days 
by the grave of John McKittrick, and at the baptism of the first converts 
from Balololand. It is sadly strange, but true, that dear McKittrick has 
gone to his eternal reward. He has won the martyr s crown. We buried 
him close by his house, and close to the chapel in which he had so often told 
out the Old, Old Story ; close also to the road where passers-by must pause 
and listen to the voice of one who, being dead, will yet speak for many 
years to come. And there are beautiful flowers to deck his tomb flowers 
of young hearts open to our JESUS young lives given to Him. We could 
not but rejoice as we baptized the first five converts, and wept over the 
twenty-five others awaiting immersion, to think of the joy in the presence 
of GOD, the joy in which our departed brother must surely share." 

Again and again, as the years have passed, that joy has been repeated, 
and the LORD has graciously blessed the labours of His servants in Congo- 
land, until to-day there is a Church on each of our six stations. In some 
instances, these small communities have been disbanded and reformed, 
in order that those constituting the membership might realize that the 
HOLY SPIRIT cannot dwell with a disobedient church ; but in spite of many 
disappointments and trials, the Congo Christians in whom our missionaries 
now rejoice testify to the power of CHRIST to save to the uttermost, and to 
use those who give themselves to Him. At Lolanga, in particular, where 
there are over fifty in fellowship, the Church is distinguished for the zeal 
with which it engages in 


Our missionaries believe in preaching even though to the on-looker 
it often seems foolishness. They find no better method of disseminating the 
Message entrusted to them. Seven or eight preaching services a week is 
the usual number, and as a rule they are wonderfully well attended. 

Not only are meetings conducted on the stations and in the villages 
around, but as opportunity offers, the missionaries make itinerating tours 
in the different districts, and thus scatter the good seed broadcast throughout 
the land. In this work native evangelists are invaluable, for whilst the 
white-man can only occasionally visit these out-lying towns, native evan 
gelists are sent out regularly for a period of from one to four months, and 
while thus engaged are supported by the native Church. 

On the stations, special classes are regularly held at which these native 
workers are instructed in the rudiments of Christianity. Some of the 
subjects taught are : The Fall showing the helplessness, depravity and 



enmity of man ; the Atonement ; Justification ; Regeneration ; Faith. 
We look forward to the day when the evangelization of the Congo shall be 
achieved through the efforts of native workers who can penetrate into 
regions where it is impossible for the white man to live, and with that end 
in view we rejoice in the 


already accomplished by members of our Mission. Two of the languages 
spoken by the people Lomongo and Ileko have been conquered, school 
books, primers, etc., been prepared, and even much more than that accom 
plished, for our dear friends, Mr. and Mrs. Ruskin, assisted by their colleagues, 
have had the joy of translating the whole of the New Testament into 
Lomongo. The task they set themselves was surrounded with almost 
insuperable difficulties, but by the help of the HOLY SPIRIT it has been con 
summated. Although physically weak, Mrs. Ruskin has plodded on 
day after day with this labour of love, and now she rejoices that the natives 





will soon possess copies of the Word for their own use. This is the trans 
lator s compensation and one which also sustains those who work in our 

Four years ago, a capital printing press was sent out and put together 
at our Bongandanga station. Our valued brother, Mr. Horace Gamman, 
who is in charge of this department, has trained natives to do the compo 
sition, proof-reading, machining and book-binding, and does not hesitate 
to say that the work of his lads will compare most favourably with that 
of any boys of the same age in England. In fact, excellent progress has 
been made in this branch of the work, and not only is the New Testament 
being printed by our native staff, but a number of school-books, primers, 
school-cards and calico sheets have been printed during the past year, 
both for our own Mission and for sister-missions on the Congo. Nor must 
we forget that the " Congo Balolo Mission Record," that most interesting 
quarterly magazine, comes to us from Bongandanga, and is the work of our 
missionaries and their native helpers from cover to cover. 

The New Testament would be of little value to the people if they did 


not possess the ability to read it, and for that reason we must not forget 
that from the first days of the Mission, 


has played a most prominent part in the daily routine of operations. It is 
impossible to tabulate the results of this branch of mission work, or to indi 
cate the number of scholars who have passed through our various schools, but 
it is no exaggeration to say that they amount to several thousands. All have 
been taught at least to read and write, and during the time spent on the 
Mission Station they were constantly under Christian influence, and were 
daily receiving religious instruction. Many of these young folk have come 
to us from distant villages, and, after having mastered the art of reading, 
have returned to their homes, carrying with them Scripture portions, 
which they proudly read to their relatives and friends. In this way they 
have become, although unintentionally, missionaries to their own people. 
The entrance of GOD S Word giveth light and life, and we are convinced that 
the HOLY SPIRIT can apply the Word to the hearts of those who have 
listened to it in this way, and that He is able to lead them out of the 
densest heathen darkness into the light and liberty of the Gospel 


In Congoland, however, as in other lands, the hearts of the women must 
be touched if the lives of the children are to be radically changed. Yet, 
how difficult is that task. 

The lot of the Central African woman is a particularly hard one. She 
is looked upon as man s slave, and treated accordingly, with the result that 
her life is spent in a degradation too dark to be described. In order to get 
into closer touch with these women our lady missionaries have laboured for 
years, and by slow degrees the result of their influence is beginning to tell. 
Now they are able to form sewing and other classes amongst them. True, 
the women do not wear garments as a rule, but a desire to be clothed in 
dicates an interest in much deeper things. At one of our stations there 
are more than 100 names on the roll of such a class. Of course, the 
primary object of these meetings is to bring 


under the sound of the Gospel, and through them several have been led to 

These women must be brought into the Kingdom one by one, and with 
infinite patience and pains. One of our missionaries recently wrote of 
Ekila, of Baringa, who journeys three miles every Sunday to hear the Gospel 
of JESUS CHRIST. " A number of men in her town called her to them, 
and said, You do not do as you used to do, now you have gone to hear the 
white-man s teaching. Give it up. She answered, I cannot, and I will not 
give it up. Then they told her that they would do to her as they had done to 
her brother. I asked another person what had been done to her brother, 
and I was told that they had disembowelled him. But she said, I cannot 
and I will not give it up. There I have found eternal life. There I have 
heard of the love of GOD, and there I have heard of Heaven, and because of 
that, if you will kill me you must, but I will not give up attending the 
white-man s teaching, for I would lose my life if I did. " 

She would lose her life. The SAVIOUR came that these dark Central 
African peoples might have life and for that reason we are at work amongst 
them to-day. For Him and for them our Mission exists, and we are called 
to enter into the task begun by the pioneers. To them came the labour of 
founding our stations one by one, at Bonginda, Lolanga, Ikau, Bongandanga 
and Baringa on the Upper River, and at Leopoldville, near Matadi, that we 
might have an efficient business base ; to them fell the task of learning 
to navigate the great waterway upon which our steamers, the "Pioneer" and 
the " Livingstone" travel with the Good News ; to them belongs the glory 
of having led the way, but to us comes the call to stand by the forty-two 
men and women who now represent them, and who are in sore need of rein 
forcements and fresh strength. WILLIAM WILKES. 


In the 
Midst of Sleeping Sickness. 


ET me put before you, however imperfectly, as best I can, four 
distinctive pictures I have looked at since coming out here. 
The first was on my way up river, when the steamer had arrived 
at one of the stations and we all went ashore. Those of us who 
had come for the first time were very anxious to see all round, 
consequently it was difficult to keep us at rest, and we went wandering 
over the station. 

On one of the paths as we walked along, a young man, tall, well-built, 
strong and intelligent looking, met us, joining himself to our party and 
interrupting the conversation. As a stranger, not knowing the language, 
I could not understand why he should interrupt, nor yet what he was saying 
as we walked along. It did seem very strange, though, that the missionary 
with us paid no attention. After a while, the young man left, and in answer 
to our surprise, an explanation was given. A short time before the young 
fellow had been very bright and intelligent, but a dreaded sickness came. 
Just when life should have been sweetest he had gradually lost his reason, 
the gift of GOD which makes life a lovely and desirable thing ; and when I 
saw him he was a wandering idiot. 

As you read you ask : What is the explanation ? Sleeping sickness. 
I saw the second picture a fortnight later. 

I had arrived at Ikau when my attention was drawn to an exceptionally 
bright-looking boy, about nine to ten years of age. Enquiries elicited the 
fact that he was one of the cleverest boys in school just before I had come 
up river. He had been put on as a teacher and did his work exceedingly 
well. Also, he had, for a native, an exceptionally good knowledge of Bible 
truth, and when accepted as a member of the Church, he was able to take 
his place and keep it amongst others many years older, whilst in the 
Christian Endeavour meetings, his addresses were amongst the best. 

After some time, just sufficient to make the missionaries believe that 
here was a lad GOD had called to the great work of proclaiming the Truth 


as it is in JESUS CHRIST to his fellows, 
it was seen that the clear young mind 
was yielding to some unseen, destructive 
force. At school, it was noticed that in 
his arithmetic, the work he liked best, he 
could scarcely ever get the right answer. 
He struggled as he had never needed to 
do before, but all to no purpose. Then 
at nights he could not sleep through having 
dreams, which shattered the whole of the 
nervous system. In the middle of the 

WHO HAS i ALLEN A VICTIM TO SLEEPING night, he would come running to one of the 
SICKNESS. . . . ... 

missionaries, telling a pitiful story of some 

power that was going to do him grievous harm. 

After that had continued for some time he was possessed by a fear that 
his best friend wanted to hurt him. The friend was a lady, tender as only 
a lady can be, and had done her very utmost to save him from the clutches 
of the desperate malady binding him. Avoiding his friend, he went and 
sat down in town, and when he did visit the station it was to go to the home 
of another missionary. 

By this time the boy s eyes had got the fixed stare of one whose 
reason has been dethroned. 

You ask what will happen to the youth. He may either go wildly 
mad, or lie down and sleep on till death claims him. So far there is no 
hope for him. The door into the mansion which holds the cure, though 
it has been besieged by the whole of the medical profession as represented 
by specialists, still remains closed. 

Again you ask what is wrong ? Sleeping sickness. 

A third picture. 

From the time of my arrival at Ikau I heard a great deal about a young 
man called Nkema. 

The person who owned the name was some years ago one of the brightest 
of the Christians at Bonginda, and one of the best native evangelists in 
our C.B.M. work. As a bright, intelligent and intellectual looking young 
man, Mongo speaking, he came to Bonginda. He heard the Gospel message. 
The Truth laid hold on the young life, and with a clear mind he soon made 
progress in the knowledge of Christian truth. Chosen to be an evangelist, 
and having the necessary gifts for such work, he and his message soon found 
an entrance into the hearts of the people, around the district. His was 
the life of a strong man. The truth lived and sparkled in him, and JESUS 
was honoured in the advance of His Kingdom. 



But signs of a change began to manifest themselves in Nkema. He would 
sometimes do the most irrational things. After some time he became 
a danger to the whole community. He set fire to some houses and threatened 
the lives of some who had been his best friends. At last it was found 
impossible to risk the lives of missionaries and others by his presence on 
the station, and it was decided that he was to be taken to his town. 

To bind him it took eight strong men, and even these had as much as 
they could do. He was taken in a canoe to Ikau, the nearest river town 
to his own, which was inland, and from thence he was taken bound, a 
short time before I arrived, to his friends. 

About four weeks after my arrival at Ikau, when Mr. Jeffrey was paying 
the men employed on the station, someone called out, " Xkema has come ! " 
I, accompanying Mr. Jeffrey, went to see the visitor. The sight was most 
pitiful. The young man I have already done my best to describe, 
I now saw for the first time, and was much attracted towards him. 
Though I did not know what he was saying, the orator in the man spoke 
to me, for madman as he was, he had a magnetic power that drew one to him. 

After we had left Nkema I was told that the short time had wrought 
a great change in him. His physical strength was very much less, while 
he spoke more wildly than ever before. 

Three weeks ago I again saw him as I was on my way here, and the 
change was most perceptible. 

He now claims to be GOD, into whom JESUS CHRIST has become merged, 
and all that is on earth and all in the heavens belongs to him. 

You wonder can it be ? yes it is sleeping sickness. 

The fourth and last picture I had only 
one look at myself. A few years ago, at 
Bongandanga, there was a young man 
who, like many others, I suppose, all the 
world over, was fond of making trouble. 
Like all such he had to pay in some little 
measure for the evil of his ways. After 
some time the Truth laid hold on him, and 
after the usual time of preparation he was 
admitted to church membership. Like 
most people who have a love for mischief, 
he had a comparatively clever mind. As 
a carpenter he gave satisfaction, and 
some of his work which I have seen could 
be placed readily alongside the work of 


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the full trades union carpenter. But he began to sleep during working 
hours, and soon became so bad that he could not continue as a workman. 

He went to his town, and there the malady speedily increased upon him. 
In his corner of the hut he lay and slept morning, noon and night. I saw 
him one afternoon when I went with Mr. Gamman to pay him a visit. 

I looked into the hut expecting to see a man GOD of mercy, what was 
it ? A form yes, but nothing more. The bones showed clearly all 
over. It might have been taken for a doctor s skeleton covered with skin. 
I might have asked, and with reason, " Can these bones live ? " Yes, 
there was life, but nothing else scarcely a perceptible movement to in 
dicate existence. A week later that little departed. 

Here is the one picture that justifies the name of that dread disease now 
tearing a path through Africa s bleeding heart. 

W. McViE. 




S T was Sunday afternoon, the second Sunday after our arrival 
at Baringa. The men, Messrs. Skerritt, Cartwright and Stannard 
were away in a far-distant town conducting an open-air meeting. 
A large party of our people accompanied them. Consequently 
Baringa seemed almost deserted. I was sitting under the verandah 
of my house, enjoying the quiet hush of GOD S day of rest and awaiting 
the return of the evangelistic party, when I was surprised to see Mr. Cart- 
wright walking rapidly down the centre path of the Mission Station, in the 
opposite direction to his own house. Now I knew that he must have only 
just returned from that long walk and could not as yet have had his evening 
meal. So I called to him as he was passing, " Whither away so fast ? " 
Whereupon he came towards me and said, "I m going to the sleeping sickness 
shed. I hear a man has died there. If so, we must bury him to-night." 

I asked if I might be allowed to go with him. He hesitated for a moment, 
and then said reluctantly, " Well, you may if you wish, but it is hardly a 
fit place for a woman." Darkness was falling fast and there was no time to 
argue the point, so we started. 

Leaving the Mission Station behind, and passing through the native 
Christians quarters, we struck off to the left. At first there was no visible 
path, but we plunged through long grass for a little distance until we came 
upon one very narrow and winding through what seemed to me a perfect 
forest of palms, plantain, and rubber trees. We went in single file, Mr. 
Cartwright leading the way. 

After walking perhaps a quarter of a mile, the path ended abruptly in a 
small clearing. In its centre stood a native grass hut, and inside were six 
men and boys sitting around a dim wood fire. Men and boys did I call 
them ? Breathing skin and bone would better describe them. Never 
during my hospital experience have I seen such extreme emaciation. Their 
poor limbs were so thin that the elbows and knees stuck out like great 
knobs, and the head seemed too heavy for the neck to support. It was 
a sight too pitiful for words. 

By this time our eyes had grown accustomed to the darkness, and we looked 
around to find the body of the poor fellow whose suffering as we thought 
had come to an end. But we found him outside the hut, still gasping in the 
throes of death, lying face downward on a heap of refuse : he had been thrown 
out by his fellow-sufferers as dead. 

As Mr. Cartwright gently lifted him back into the shed again and placed 
him near the fire, the poor man opened his eyes to look once more into the 

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only face that held pity for him. Had he been left to his own people, 
he would have long since been thrown into the bush to die. He had become 
an object of fear and abhorrence in life, of disgust and loathing in death, 
receiving no care or attention of any kind beyond what we were able to give 
from the Mission Station. For no one visits these sufferers. The natives 
stand in fear and trembling of this terrible disease, and it is only with the 
greatest difficulty that we are able to persuade a native Christian to carry 
them food twice a week. 

A few days later, I saw Mr. Skerritt and Mr. Cartwright pass my house 
carrying spades on their shoulders, and I knew that at last the troubled 
spirit had fled and the poor suffering body was at rest. I followed slowly, 
and as I passed the houses of the native Christians the men and women 
stood at their doors and covered their mouths with amazement because 
the white lady was not afraid of the " sleep-sickness." 

As I neared the spot I heard the spades digging into the sod, and I watched 
the body, wrapped in large plantain leaves, reverently lowered into the 
grave, and the earth placed upon it. I wondered, if at the last great day, 
the soul of this poor heathen would rise up in judgment against us. Will 
he be cast out of Heaven because he has never heard of a SAVIOUR ? Or 
shall we be refused admission for not having told him ? No beautiful 
words " I am the Resurrection and the Life," " In sure and certain hope 
of the Resurrection." No, he is only a heathen ! Hide him from the sight 
of man and leave him, and yet to provide salvation for such as these 
our SAVIOUR suffered the agony of Gethsemane and the death of the Cross. 

Dear brothers and sisters in the homeland, do we not often sing : 
" In the heart of Jesus, there is love for you, 
Love so strong and tender, love so deep and true." 

Then what does the heart of our SAVIOUR suffer when He looks down 
from His Heaven upon such a scene as this ? Does He see some sitting 
in comfortable ease at home who should be helping us on the field ? I 
implore you to commune with GOD on the matter, and if He says " Go ! " 
then come over and help us ! If not, then give willingly to Him of your 
substance, to enable us to do more for the sufferers who remain. 


The Congo of To~Morrow. 

O\V im})ossible it is to consider the future of Congoland without 
remembering the hindrances to its progress ! What is to be 
done with regard to that terrible scourge, sleeping sickness, 
which, originally endemic in the cataract region of the Congo, 
has now invaded with deadly grip the population of the Upper River ? 
The determination of its cause and treatment has become a problem of urgent 
international importance, and brilliant observers have devoted themselves to 
its elucidation. That the disease is spread by a variety of tsetse fly is 
proved beyond a doubt, but the preventive measures devised for application 
in Uganda are practically valueless for the Congo ! There the wide dis 
tribution of water-ways and the almost universal presence of the blood 
thirsty tsetse makes it most difficult to prevent the spread of the disease. 

The regulations recently promulgated by the French Government are 
most interesting. They recommend (1) That the fly should be destroyed 
by cutting down or burning the brushwood for about 500 metres from the 
water, and by depriving the insect of the blood of vertebrates, without 
which it cannot live for more than three days. (2) That Europeans 
should make their camps and houses at a distance from rivers and 
streams, and separate from those of the natives, who should be warned to 
draw their supplies of water only at night, when the fly is inactive ; and 
that the houses should be closed with wire gratings. (3) That infected 
persons should be isolated and treated with injections of atoxyl, a 
preparation of arsenic, which causes the disappearance of the parasites 
from the blood, at least for a time. These regulations, if carried out, 
might effect a change for the better, and as soon as the future adminis 
tration of the Congo is settled, concerted action might be taken by the 
various missions, perhaps in association with the Government, in order to 
carry out some such scheme. 

In any case our missionaries must deal with the problem as they find it, 
alleviating the miseries of the sick, and caring as far as possible for the dying. 
Nurse Butler s story is terribly sad, and the word-pictures of Mr. McVie 
make our hearts ache for these helpless folk, doomed, as it seems, apart from 
divine intervention, to live under the Damocles sword of this dread disease. 

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And what of 


These pages do not afford space to answer the question, and we must 
refer our readers to an illustrated pamphlet published early in the year,* 
which concisely describes the appalling results of King Leopold s rubber 

As these lines are written, the future relation of Belgium to the Congo 
is under lively discussion, and the issue of these deliberations is difficult 
to gauge. The democratic section of the Belgian Chamber is almost 
to a man averse to any colonial policy at all, and therefore to the adoption 
of the Congo. The Catholic and Conservative sections are strongly in favour 
of annexation, and accept, with few dissentients, the Treaty of Cession 
and Administration conceded by King Leopold, under which a continuation 
of existing ills is inevitable. These parties may be regarded as " annexa- 
tionists at no price," and " annexationists at any price," but there is an 
increasing section of the Chamber, represented by many Liberals, who 
accept the principle of annexation, but not on the lines indicated by the 
existing Bill. Like the gifted Socialist leader, M. Vandervelde, who is 
arranging personally to visit the Congo this summer, they believe that 
the only hope for the native, lies not in the inefficiency of combined 
European control, as illustrated in Morocco, or Macedonia, but in a sincere 
and earnest Belgian administration, founded on a reversal of the predatory 
policy hitherto pursued in relation to the natives. Some members of this 
party believe in restoring the native rights in land and labour, and hold 
that the Belgian Government is rich enough to pay for the glory of doing 
right by the native population. Undoubtedly, this ideal is a noble one, 
but it has the disadvantage of being costly to Belgium, and is not therefore 
likely to appeal to either of the extreme parties in the Chamber, and perhaps 
to comparatively few even of the Liberal party itself. 

Whatever solution to the general question the future may hold in store, 
one thing seems tolerably clear, and that is that existing disabilities imposed 
upon Protestant missionary effort are destined to be speedily removed under 
the combined pressure of Great Britain and the United States. It is common 
knowledge that for many years now Treaty guarantees have been flagrantly 
violated by the refusal to permit any Protestant missionary society to 
acquire a new station ! This attitude cannot be maintained much longer, 
and whilst its alteration will only touch the native problem indirectly, 
it will open the door to Missionary Extension, with all that the latter brings 
with it of publicity and protection. 

* The Congo Crisis, by Dr. Harry Guinness. Price 6d., post free 8d. R.B.M.U., 
Publication Department, Harley House, Bow, E. 

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As yet, missionary effort has only touched the fringe of Upper Congo 
need. In the vast territory, for instance, in which the Congo Balolo 
Mission is at work, we have only been permitted to occupy a com 
paratively restricted area. The Lomami River, navigable for seven 
hundred miles beyond its junction with the Congo, remains entirely 
unreached. So far as we are informed, its large population speaks 
the Lomongo language with which our missionaries are familiar, 
but hitherto they have only known the iron oppression of the rubber 
tyranny, and the only news from the Lomami, which has leaked into 
the press now and again, has been of native rebellions, lighting, and yet 
more fighting ! As to the Juapa, Bosira, Momboyo, and other vast 
affluents of the Ruki system of rivers, what of their peoples ? These are 
all included in the horse-shoe bend of the Congo, in the territory which the 
Congo Balolo Mission ought to reach. It will be within the recollec 
tion of some that our Mission commenced to establish a station at Moniaca 
(Bonyeka), in the very heart of this important region, only to be turned off 
by the Congo Government, with indignity, danger to the lives of the mis 
sionaries, and with loss of property to the extent of 700. When we return, 
to Moniaca, in the providence of GOD, 


What of its interested crowds ? The vast amount of rubber which has 
been derived from this part of the Congo tells its own story of what must 
have taken place where missionaries have been forbidden to enter. And 
when the door swings back, probably in this very year, 1908, what shall we 
do for these oppressed peoples who must be eagerly awaiting our advent ? 

And what of the Ikelemba, whose lower reaches only we have visited ; 
and of the Upper Lopori and Maringa, far beyond existing missionary stations 
where our brethren have not hitherto been permitted to penetrate, but in 
whose distant homes sorrow and anguish alone have characterized the arrival 
of the white man ? By and by we shall be able to answer the question, 
" Watchman, what of the night ? " How long will it be ere we can say, 
" The morning cometh / " Surely in the providence of GOD, some com 
mensurate blessing must yet fall upon the Congo, in which we shall be able to 
trace the goings of the LORD, Who cause th even the wrath of man to praise Him. 

But if our Mission is to respond to the immense possibilities and responsi 
bilities which will soon be ours, it will mean more prayer, more men and 
women, and more money too. Thank GOD, we have a business base adequate 
to any extension. Our steamers are sufficient to enable us to reach all these 
rivers. Experience has taught us, through many sorrows, how and where 
to build ; and the knowledge we possess of the varied languages spoken 


in this vast area would enable us to reach effectively by European and 
native help, the people that yet lie in the regions beyond us. But the 
great pre-requisite which we ought not to postpone for a single day is intelligent 
and definite prayer, If our friends study the map, and realize somewhat the 
meaning of these great rivers, which with their numerous tributaries, 
one tithe of which are not marked, open up this virgin field, they will 
begin to see the importance of such prayer. 

The fact that sleeping sickness and slavery have ravaged these regions ; 
and that suffering unspeakable has been meted out to the helpless people, 
ought to make us all the more eager to give them the balm of the Gospel. 
Though depopulation has characterized the rubber regime, yet 
on the rivers described there are hundreds of thousands of people still left, 
the population being especially dense on the watershed and at the sources of 
these affluents of the Congo. We must not allow the horrors of the past 
to paralyze our missionary activities, but rather determine that these shall 

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serve as a burning incentive to renewed energy, the moment the opportunity 
arrives. There is yet a great future for the Congolese ! Unlike the North 
American Indians, these people of Central Africa are not destined to pass 
away. This is a black man s country, and under a better sway the future 
will yet be bright with hope ! When I think of the anguish of those who 
have sown the seed, so often, alas, with literal tears, and watered it as it 
were with their life-blood, then am I convinced that we shall yet see a time of 
reaping on the Congo such as shall be the praise of the whole earth ! Not 
in vain the sorrows of the past. Not in vain the prayers of years. The 
handful of corn on the top of the mountain shall yet wave like Lebanon, 
and the glory shall be the LORD S. 

But if this is to be so, a new spirit of generosity must be displayed, for 
it will be absolutely impossible to extend missionary influence amongst 
these needy suffering peoples, unless friends are prepared to supply the 
means. We need to adopt practical and industrial methods of training 
these Congo natives, and in this connection the splendid achievements of 
the late Dr. Stewart, at Lovedale, in South Africa ; of Booker Washington 
at Tuskegee ; and of the Hampden Institute, U.S.A., are of deep signi 
ficance. Similar work on the Congo, conducted on practical, common-sense 
lines, in addition to spiritual teaching, would aid in the equal development 
of head, hand and heart, and result in the production of a generation of men 
and women whose moral nature would respond more readily and thoroughly 
to the teaching of the SAVIOUR of men, and whose independence of character 
would be the best guarantee for the prosperity of the country after these 
years of oppression and slavery. 

But if we are to attempt such an effort, if we are even to maintain that 
which has been begun, we need a large accession to the ranks of our warm 
hearted donors. Existing burdens must be lifted, ere we can venture to 
shoulder new responsibilities, and we venture to appeal earnestly to all 
readers of this book to do what in them lies to strengthen and extend 
this Christlike work. 

Who will pray ? Who will help ? Who will go ? 

H. G. G. 



Statute Miles 

50 2S O ~50 WO 160 


George Philip &. Scm.L* 

A Map of the Congo River, showing England on the same seal 

Congo Balolo Mission marked in 


bewildered"* ^^^ JUUiaey> a J ourne y tnat has lett me heartsick and 

our Missionaries there. 


ale, and with the six stations of the 
n red. 


An Outsider s View/ 


you think of me as " the man in the street " as the individual 
to whom, by reason of his profession, Sunday is a busy work 
day, you get a better idea of the value of my opinions regarding 
foreign missions. 

Not that I am unacquainted with missionaries and their work. I know 
them in the South, I have seen their work in Cape Colony and Rhodesia. 
I know them in the North and East. 

Why, it is only a year ago since poor Budgett Meakin and I sat on the 
broad verandah of the Hotel Reina Christina at Algeciras, and talked 
learnedly of the work in Morocco. I think Meakin was amused at my 
cheap cynicism I know he chuckled at my bad Arabic. He had given 
the greater part and the best years of his life, to his work. He produced 
a tiny grammar which was one of the best things of its kind. He came 
to Algeciras, when the great Conference which was to decide Morocco s 
future, was holding its sessions. He alone of all that crowd of statesmen 
and journalists who were gathered in that little Spanish town, seemed 
ever to have before him the welfare of the natives. 

" One would imagine you thought the Conference was called for the 
betterment of the Moors," I remarked flippantly one day. " Please GOD, 
it is for nothing else," was his earnest reply. So Meakin went home 
to die. His last thoughts were for the natives amongst whom he worked. 
He died as he lived, a sincere Christian gentleman. 

It is a far cry from Morocco to the Congo. Yet here am I, some 1,100 
miles from the coast. If I turn my head as I write I see a grand stretch 
of forest that sweeps away to the horizon. This Bongandanga lies on a 
hill, and we overlook a great sea of tree tops, a forest-ocean that stretches 
away, away, away. Grey mists veil the far distances. Here one tree rising 
above its fellows, stands for a tiny island in the sea. Somewhere, hidden 
by the trees that form the blue line of the horizon, the Congo rolls, a great 
shallow waste of water. For me, Bongandanga represents almost the 
end of a long and trying journey, a journey that has left me heartsick and 

"This article is reprinted from The Congo Balolo Mission Record for June. 1907, and 
was written by Mr. Edgar Wallace, the well-known journalist, when staying with 

our Missionaries there. 



In these pages it would serve no useful purpose were I to touch upon 
the political aspects of my investigations. The "Record" is so purely a 
magazine devoted to the work of the men and women who are bringing 
spiritual light to this dark country, that politics would be a jarring element 
to introduce. And yet one is so mixed with the other, that I find a diffi 
culty in effecting a separation. 

What the State has done for the Congo and its people ; what work the 
Government has accomplished to enlighten these poor souls living in 
heathenism ; what hospitals it has erected ; what schools it has founded ; 
what measure of civilization it has brought into this vast land of all 
these things posterity shall judge. In another place, and in other columns 
than these I shall take upon myself the journalist s privilege of prejudging 
posterity s verdict. 

What the missionaries have done, I can see with my eyes, and seeing, 
I am prouder of my 
country and my country 
men and women, than 
ever I have been before. 

No battle I have wit 
nessed, no prowess of 
arms, no exhibition of 
splendid courage in the 
face of overwhelming 
odds, has inspired me as 
the work of these outposts 
of Christianity. 

I say this in all sin 
cerity, not because I am 
any more of a Christian 
than the average man of 
the world ; not because 
I am impressionable to 
Christian work and Chris 
tian service, but because 
my sense of proportion is 
sufficiently well-adjusted 
to allow me to rightly 
judge the value of the 
work. And I do not 
especially refer to the 



work of the Congo Balolo Mission. I speak as enthusiastically of the Baptist 
Missionary Society and the other missions of the Congo. 

Picture for yourselves the lives of these missionaries. Isolated by hun 
dreds of miles of forest and waterways from the nearest of their kind. Set 
down in the midst of cannibal communities, their nearest neighbours, 
the representatives of " the State " frankly inimical to their labours. 
Here at Bongandanga, you may picture them so cut off from intercourse 
with the world, that the warning whistle of the " Pioneer," as it threads 
its tortuous way through the shallows of the little creek, is the sweetest music. 

I do not know who reads the " Record." Whether its readers be " hardened 
Christians," people so well acquainted in theory with the hardships 
and sufferings of missionary life, that they receive as a matter of course, 
the stories of devoted labour ; and carelessly and complacently accept 
them as part of the " day s work." I believe there are good Christian 
people who do not realize how easy it is to get into the habit of bearing 
other people s troubles with equanimity. As a rank outsider I cannot 
but feel that what is wanted here on the Congo is very practical sympathy 
indeed from the good people at home a full realization that missionary 
labour on the Congo means 


work with one s bare hands. \Vork that means sawing wood, and building 
houses, and tilling fields, and planting trees. Work that labourers in England 
get paid 9d. an hour for performing. 

People who talk glibly of " work in the missionary field" are apt to 
associate that work with house to house visitations, and devotional ser 
vices, and the distribution of charity ; but in reality it means all these 
things, plus the building of the houses one visits, building of the churches 
in which one worships, the inculcation in the native of a spirit of manliness, 
which renders charity superfluous. 

Somebody down the river told me that there was a difficulty in getting 
men and women for the missionary work in Congoland. Speaking frankly, 
as a man of the world, I do not wonder. I would not be a missionary on 
the Congo for 5,000 a year. That is a worldly point of view. I do not 
think it is a very high standpoint. It is a simple confession that I prefer 
the " flesh pots of Egypt " to the self-sacrifice and devotion that the mis 
sionary life claims. Yet, were I a good Christian, and were I a missionary 
hesitating in my choice of a field, I would say with Desdemona, " I do 
perceive here, a divine duty." 

Look at the records of the Missions of the Congo. I say without hesita 
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has owed its inception and has been brought to fruition by these fine people. 
The very chartering of its great waterways a State work if ever there 
was one was carried out by a missionary. 

If from the depths into which the natives have sunk through oppression 
and neglect, men and women have been raised to the level of good citizens, 
the missionaries have done it. All that is best in this sad land is the work 
of the missionaries. And all this has not been accomplished by sitting 
tight and waiting for miracles. It has not been done by lazy pray erf ulness. 
Prayer, I doubt not, has made all things possible, but after the missionaries 
have done praying they have taken off their coats and got to work. The 
right kind of prayer is that which begins, " Oh, GOD, give me strength 
to do this thing " and that is the kind of prayer that the Congo missionaries 

They are making men on the Congo. I have seen that with my own eyes. 
It is the only bright spot in the gloom that enshrouds this land of Death. 

They are healing the sick and succouring the weak. In the old days 
of Chivalry to succour the weak and aid the oppressed was the charge of 
every good knight. Such a charge these knights of CHRIST received from 
their OVERLORD, and most worthily do they fulfil that charge. 


BSTRACT villainy leaves me unmoved, and by the same token 
abstract goodness bores me. Adams, leaning over the rail one 
night when the African sky was a blaze of starlight, and the 
wake of the ship through the oily waters was marked by a " V " 
of phosphorescent foam, this Adams, a doctor of medicine, and young, 
tersely described me as a heathen. That is a year ago, and Adams is buried 
in a pretty west country churchyard, far away from the smell of the coast. 
But I am thinking how the poor boy would have smiled sardonically 
perhaps at the Heathen discoursing earnestly on the Congo Missionary. 
If, " Dr. Harry," this introduction does not please you or appears in 
its flippancy to be an unseemly contribution to the pages of missionary 
literature, remember always that for years I received a fabulous salary 
for the very sake of my flippancy, and no more condemn it than you would 
if it were writ in dull and illiterate English. 

Let me also start fair and air my prejudices. Twelve years acquaint 
ance with Africa has definitely fixed in my Scheme of Life, the exact position 
of the native races of that sunny continent. The place of the native is 





as clearly defined as the social status of my under-housemaid. Frankly, 
I do not regard the native as my brother or my sister, not even as my 
first cousin ; nor is he even a poor relation. I do not love the native 
nor do I hate him. To me he is just part of the scenery, a picturesque 
object with uses. In fairness to myself, I might add that my view of him 
is on all-fours with his regard of me, and in fairness to me also, there are 
thousands of white men I have met from time to time, who, did they call 
me " brother," I should most certainly hand over to the police. Between 
the native and myself is the gulf of a thousand years, and I do not desire 
to bridge that gulf, but long acquaintance with him has given me at least 
a knowledge of and a respect for the aboriginal people of South and Central 
Africa. Remembering always that the native is a child, with the whims, 
temper, and credulity of a child, it is a very simple matter to gain his 
love and his respect. Just as simple it is to earn his hate, his suspicion 
and his contempt. 

Well-equipped with knowledge of his characteristics, I found uyself 
at Boma twelve months ago, a prying, inquisitive seeker of news, viewing 
the abstract evil of the Government, as the abstract virtues of the mis 
sionary without enthusiasm. 

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I propounded two questions. 

The first was to the Government represented by a languid governor- 
general with an eye-glass. 

" If I go up the Congo on a State steamer, will you undertake to land me 
at missionary stations so that I may get the missionary version of the 
condition of Congoland ? " 

The answer was uncompromisingly, " No." 

To the missionary, a tall young man with an amused smile, who sat 
perilously on the rail of the Congo Balolo Mission steamer, LIVINGSTONE, 
I asked. 

" If I go up the Congo on your elegant steamer, will you land me at the 
State stations, so that I may get the Government side of the story ? " 

Macdonald indicated the vast expanse of the Congo with a compre 
hensive wave of his hand. 

You can go anywhere providing there s enough water to float the 

You observe the cautious proviso Macdonald is Scotch. Here was 
a point in the missionaries favour they were prepared to show me both 

Those days on the LIVINGSTONE ! 

There was breakfast at seven, and then prayers. \Vith all the tact of 
diplomatists these missionaries let me know that if I did not stay to prayers, 
they would put the most charitable construction upon my boorishness. 

Yet I stayed to prayers, remembering that there was a time .... 
and it was beautifully refreshing, the simple, manly little service in the 
sweltering cabin. And there were Sundays when the boat laid tied up to 
the bank of a mission station, and a chapel bell tinkled musically, and 
there was a Sunday feeling in the air. As for me, I came and went as I 
wished, no man saying me nay. 

From Stanley Pool to Bongandanga, from Bongandanga to Baringa ; 
days on the broad bosom of M Tumba ; days of patient plodding against 
the fierce current of the river ; spangled nights in the silent forest reaches, 
where naked lights flared mysteriously amidst a tangle of tropical forest, 
and the night long " clop clop " of axes and the crash of falling trees told 
of missionary natives preparing fuel for the voracious fires of the steamer. 
Then there were days of investigation when I sat in the cool of the mis 
sionaries verandah and listened to stories of unimagined cruelties from natives. 

Picture Abiboo, the Kano boy, my servant, a sceptic like myself, checking 
the translation, introducing here and there a question or interjecting 
some suspicious observation. 


Picture the earnest native squatting on the ground, emphasizing his 
sonorous periods with expressive gesture. 

The soldier came to me and said You must go and work 
rubber for Bula Matadi I am a chief and the son of a chief, 

but I have no people, for they are gone. Some have died in the chain, 
some in the forest, some have died of the Sickness .... So the 
soldier knocked me down with his rifle and put his foot upon my neck . ." 
Already the Congo to me is as a dreadful nightmare, a bad dream of 
death and suffering. Such a dream as one sees o nights when nothing is 
right, when every law of man and nature is revolted, and the very laws of 
life are outraged. 

A bad dream, save only in this, that mingled with the mad delirium of 
lawlessness, runs a brighter theme. And it is of men and women, white 
men and white women, who are living their lives and dying their deaths 
at humanity s need : who are creating a manhood from a degraded race : 
who are making Christians and citizens. Hard, bitterly hard, is the work : 
full of disappointment and rebuff, but steadfastly and unflinchingly, these 
brave soldiers of the Nazarene are fighting His fight. 

I am grateful to them for this : that they made me feel ashamed : 
ashamed of my futile life by the side of their great achievements. 

In England I met a smug Christian, and told him of these missionaries. 

" We owe them our prayers," he said, sententiously. 

I laughed. 

" Write your prayers on the back of a five pound note and send the 
note to the Congo Balolo Mission," I said, irreverently. 


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How we came to Enter South 


HERE is one great distinction between the missions started by 
the R.B.M.U. on the Congo and in India, and those for which we 
are responsible in South America. In the case of the former, 
we thoughtfully and prayerfully embarked on new movements, 
which from the very first were the outcome of decisions arrived at in 
Council, and carried into effect by missionaries who volunteered for the 
task. In the case of the latter, brethren were led of the LORD to go 
forth independently to South America, and to endeavour whilst earning 
their living as teachers, to carry out the commands of the Master by 
evangelizing in their spare time. These volunteers virtually became our 
pioneers. They opened the way, they saw what ought to be done and 
tried to do it, and then appealed to us to adopt and organize the 
movements they had been permitted to inaugurate. This was the course 
of events both in Argentina and Peru. Individual initiative in both re 
publics led to subsequent organization. Graham and Roberts in Argentina ; 
Stark, Jarrett and Peters in Peru, led the way ; apart from any home direc 
tion, support, or control. Guided by the SPIRIT of GOD, these brethren 
devoted their lives to South America, little dreaming that they were to 
forge the links which should bind Harley House to the lands of their 

Many of our students have thus ventured forth, and originated missions 
that are doing excellent independent work to-day : but for none of these has 
Harley House become responsible. They have gone on their way and GOD 
has prospered them. In the case of the brethren who went to South 
America, however, the very pressures they experienced, the very difficulties 
they encountered, finally drove us to their rescue. They could not be left to 
struggle on alone and unaided. Their labours demanded organization 
and support. And the LORD Who thrust forth these workers, made it 
abundantly clear that it was His purpose for us to stand by them and 
strengthen their hands. 


In these cases, the cry " Come over and help us," was not so much a 
plea from the needy souls of the " Neglected Continent," as from the 
missionaries who had gone out to help them : and after many months of 
prayer we " assuredly gathered" that the LORD would have us recognize 
His voice in their appeal. This eventually led to my three journeys to South 
America, in the last of which, 1907, my daughter Geraldine accompanied 
me. I need only add that to-day we are more than ever convinced of the 
LORD S leading throughout these years, His gentle, progressive, un 
mistakable guidance, the constraint of the SPIRIT. To this we attribute the 
fact that we find ourselves in South America at the opportune moment, 
when the whole continent is awakening to fresh life, and the door for Gospel 
proclamation is opening everywhere. And ought not this conviction to 
confirm our confidence that He Whose Hand has thus far been with us for 
good, will sustain us through every difficulty in the accomplishment of His 
gracious purposes 

H. G. G. 

In Argentina, "A Land of Hope. 1 

Son of GOD goes forth to war." Does He call for reinforce 
ments in Argentina ? Is it there that He would have us 
follow in His train ? 

No cry of anguish reaches us from that fair land ; no tale 
of famine or of pestilence ; we scarcely know the story of its 
downtrodden and degraded native race ; that is not our problem yet. 
On the surface, the Argentina of which we hear appeals not so much to our 
compassion as to our love of enterprise, our hope. 

There in that Land of the Rising Sun, is a nation with the buoyancy of 
youth in its veins ; there is a wide stretch of country ten times as large as 
our own ; there are riches in soil, in mines, in cattle, in men ; there is a 
home for our race, a land of the future, a source of wealth to the world is 
it not also a kingdom worthy of conquest in the Name of our LORD ? 

Can we grasp its significance, those of us who have never travelled so 
far ? If figures make any impression, here are some. When the last 
census was taken, 21,701,526 head of cattle, 74,379,562 sheep, 4,930,228 
horses, and 2,748,860 goats were grazing upon Argentina s pampas and 
mountain slopes ; every year enormous quantities of beef and mutton 


are frozen for exportation to Europe, as well as many thousands of tons 
of wool, skin and hides ; and this trade leaves Argentina s most valuable 
product untouched. Her annual output in grain bids fair to exceed that 
of Canada and Australia it seems as though she might supply the staff 
of life to the world. In 1906, she exported 2,400,000 tons of wheat and 
2,500,000 tons of maize ; yet only ten per cent, of the 240,000,000 of acres 
of available wheat land has been put under cultivation. The rest, waits 
for the redemptive work of the harrow and plough, and these widespreading 
plains, for the most part flat as the proverbial pancake, demand men 

" Men the workers, ever reaping something new, 
That which they have done, but earnest of the things that they would do." 

These are the men for which Argentina calls and from nearly every country 
in Europe the human tide is now flowing swiftly towards her shores. 

In 1904, the republic received 161,000 immigrants; in 1907, 213,000 
a number exceeded by 153,000 in the previous year. Its total population 
now amounts to over five millions, as many as inhabited the England of 
Cromwell s time, but Argentina might absorb the whole of our present 
population and still have room for more. She is a Land of To-morrow, 


n8 " NOT UNTO US " 

she has not reached her full strength to-day. Scarcely a century has elapsed 
since she roused herself to shake off the chains of her Spanish conquerors 
and set herself to the task of acquiring " the high character of a free nation." 
Only then did she begin the struggle which continued for years until, from 
political chaos, there emerged the admirable constitution which won 
Gladstone s praise ; and only then did she enter upon the controversies 
which at last secured those liberties of press, worship and conscience which 
make Argentina a fitting home for the free. The question arises what 
will they make of it, these peoples who are coming in to possess the land ? 
Amongst the immigrants, Italians outnumber the rest, but Welsh, Russians, 
Turks, French, Austrians, Germans, Danes and English are also there. 
Some of these nationalities form little colonies of their own, but the children 
of settlers, being born and brought up in the country, are called Argentines 
and are proud of the fact, as a rule speaking only Spanish in later life. They 
are all united in the hard task of making the earth yield its treasure, for in 
this new land riches and even comfort are still in the hands of the few. 

" With all its actual wealth," writes Dr. Francis E. Clark, " Argentina 
is still largely 


As compared with our own prairie states of Iowa, Kansas and Nebraska, its 
development has but just begun. There you see not only vast fields of 
corn and wheat, but thousands of comfortable farmhouses, tree-shaded 
villas, thriving towns with churches, schools and court-houses. 

" Here you strain your aching, dust-filled eyes to get a glimpse of anything 
besides herds of cattle and flocks of sheep. Away off in the distance, after 
gazing through the window of the flying train for half-an-hour, perhaps, 
you see a single house that is worthy of the name, surrounded by trees 
and gardens. In the same distance you would see a hundred such homes 
in Iowa and Kansas. This solitary house is on an estancia or gigantic 
farm, occupied for a few weeks of the year by the wealthy owner, who lives 
for the rest of the twelve months in some palace of Buenos Aires." 

Not for one moment when we think of Argentina, must we forget Buenos 
Aires, the most fascinating and beautiful city under the Southern Cross. 
With its busy streets and gay thronging multitudes, it is in reality the Paris 
of the New World, and follows its prototype closely, both in science and 
fashion. On December 31st, 1907, this great capital contained 1,126,458 
people, an increase of nearly 43,000 in twelve months, and more than 
one-fifth of Argentina s total population. Its wealth is enormous. " More 
millionaires live in Buenos Aires than in any other city of the world of its 
size, if that is an enviable distinction, and from the prices charged for every- 

iao "NOT UNTO US" 

thing, from a house lot to a shoestring, one would seem to need to be a 
millionaire to live there for any length of time." 

This city of wealth and magnificence has developed with marvellous rapidity 
during the past fifteen years, but not for grandeur alone is it significant. 
Buenos Aires is Argentina s capital in a unique and special sense : in it all 
streams of influence take their rise, and its power extends to the furthest 
limits of the Republic. Since then Buenos Aires is both the source and 
centre of the national life, how imperative it is that she should lead this 
rising nation into paths of righteousness. Unfortunately every traveller 
confirms the impression that the millions who throng this gay capital of the 
New World are "lovers of pleasure more than lovers of GOD." Its 
Sunday is " continental" in the extreme ; everywhere excitements abound, 
and the day is devoted to recreation of many varied kinds. The opera 
is open and even the auction room and out in the famous Palermo 
Park races are held, where men, women, and children put their money 
on horses and go wild with excitement as they see their favourites win.* 
And in the churches, those magnificent churches, what may be seen ? 

One of our Missionaries writes : " The feast-day was that of Santa 
Lucia, a saint whose large and beautiful church is quite near the street in 
which we live in Buenos Aires. We found the interior in darkness, except 
for hundreds of candles, giving a most suggestive " dim religious light." 
But it was so crowded that we almost despaired of getting to the other end, 
and when we did, what a sea of heads was visible from the altar steps ! 
What were the people doing ? Beside the many shrines lit with candles, 
there was a figure, very beautifully dressed, of Santa Lucia, who is supposed 
to have 


in weakness of the eyes, and around it the people were surging in such 
a crowd that a man and a young girl stood on either side, and received 
the handkerchiefs from the people, and returned them when they had 
touched the dress of the saint, in order that they might be placed on the 
eyes. Those whom we saw doing this were, of course, quite well, but it was 
probably regarded as a preventive measure. There was also a tiny figure 
of the same image in a glass case, and the anxiety to touch this seemed 
almost greater. We could not get near it. Mothers rubbed their hand 
kerchiefs on the glass and then on their babies eyes ! Old men and 
women were crowding to it, as well as the middle-aged and young. Inside 
and outside of that church it was like a fair ! One cannot over-estimate the 
power and influence of these things." 

*See " Argentina, the Land of To-morrow," by Robert F. .Elder. 


This brief description alone is sufficient to reveal the dark shadow lying 
over the nation s awakening life. Spain, compelled to relax her greedy 
grasp upon Argentina s destinies, left it behind as legacy, and still Romanism 
encourages the superstitions of the credulous, and urges its votaries to 
press forward in a vain attempt to purchase Heaven. 

How Argentina needs " Luther s broom," the preaching of that creating 
word which made first the Reformer and then the Reformation. " The 
just shall live by faith " would that Argentina believed it that she might 
rejoice in freedom of spirit and eternal life ! At present, she is rapidly 
losing confidence in her State Church, and is in peril of becoming a nation 
without hope in GOD. 

We are told that already the proportion of true Catholics is surprisingly 
small, for " the Roman Church has, by its superstitions and exactions, 
and its lax morality, alienated the great majority of the men of the republic. 
To-day we are Liberals ; we. are free-thinkers ; we are anti-clericals ; 
we are atheists ; rather than we are Catholics is their confession, although 
in many instances these declarations are not made publicly, since it does 
not pay to offend the Church. At the same time, the hostility and the con 
tempt that is generally felt towards the clergy is freely expressed. It was 
complained by one clerical speaker at a recent conference of the clergy of 
the Roman Church in Buenos Aires, that so unsatisfactory and little to be 
envied had become their position as priests, that nowadays they were 
not safe from insult on the streets of the city. And the resentment and 
indignation so forcibly expressed by the lower classes are far from being 
unshared by those in a better position, although they would not, of course, 
stoop to give such an expression to their feelings." 

This, then, is the state of the city, and consequently, through its influence, 
the condition of the plains. In the Church, Mary in the place of power, 
JESUS CHRIST neglected or unknown ; and amongst the masses outside, 
atheism, agnosticism and free-thought, with all these imply of license and 
moral wrong. How we ought to deplore this state of things, for let it not 
be forgotten, this is a land where the Gospel may be preached as freely 
as in our own. Yet this is a land which knows not CHRIST, in the purity 
of His life and the power of His great sacrifice therefore, a land in 

which He must be proclaimed. 

* * * 

Let us rejoice that the door is open and the work begun. Amongst Argen 
tina s Protestant missionaries may be found representatives of several branches 
of the Christian Church if only it were possible to add to their numbers 
all would be well. The R.B.M.U. has twenty-two workers engaged in the 


province of Buenos Aires, a province as large as France. They occupy five 
camp towns, four on the Southern Railway Las Flores, Tandil, Tres 
Arroyos, and Coronel Suarez and Campana, on the Rosario Railway to the 
north-west. The populations of these centres vary from five to twelve 
thousand, hut all round them lie vast districts where the people are 
scattered for the most part endeavouring to meet the hard strain of life 
without GOD. Tandil, for instance, contains 12,000 people, but the partido 
or district of the same name is said to have 30,000 a sufficient parish 
indeed for one missionary. In a few other towns in the same province, 
Christian work is being carried on, but very many remain where the Gospel 
has never been preached. Therefore, we are not satisfied with the present 
condition of our work : it must be extended. New workers are needed, 
ready to press on with heroism through a long series of monotonous days, 
since in this field, at any rate, missionary labours are not tinged by romance. 

School-teachinghow wearing it is to an ardent evangelist and yet 
every station has its day as well as Sunday School. Preaching to small 
congregations ; sowing seed plentifully and only occasionally on good 
ground ; mixing with various nationalities, and overcoming racial prejudices ; 
always meeting the opposition of the Church of Rome ; and of socialists, 
of the " red " order, scorning the evangelicos as fools these are the daily tasks 
of the Argentine missionary. They are the shadows throwing the sunshine 
into strong relief. For in each of these five camp towns to-day there is a Chris 
tian centre ; a group of sterling Church members ready to endure for the sake 
of their LORD ; to put a Christian conscience into their daily work ; to go out 
and testify in the regions beyond. In four of these towns the Mission possesses 


and mission-houses, towards which generous gifts have been received from 
the church members and other friends of the missionaries ; and at Tandil, 
where a permanent building is still needed, contributions are coining in. 

How we wish that we might enter into the stories that lie behind these 
achievements stories revealing the steadfast labours of earnest women 
and men. We will only mention one name that of George Graham, 
whose life at Las Flores ended four years ago, but whose influence still 
lives in many parts of the Argentine, through those whom he taught to 
know GOD. Yet he did nothing remarkable he just toiled on. First, 
gathering a little band of believers around him, and teaching school ; 
then, as the work extended, collecting funds, and superintending the 
building of the beautiful house and chapel which now adorn the town. 
Just as it was completed his call came ; and others have entered into 
the labours which he loved to the end. 


" Be thou faithful unto death and I will give thee the crown of life." 
To-day, Argentina calls aloud for faithful workers ; another man, at least, 
ought to be added to the staff on each of our stations. The call of the 
wide districts around them is constantly heard, but how can it be answered 
without men ? 

And if the scattered populations of the plains need our help, what can we 
say of the city of Buenos Aires ? We have alluded to its magnificence, to its 
godlessness, to its Church, but we have not mentioned its poor. They are 
there, living in conventillos , those courtyards surrounded by buildings 
one or two stories high, where perhaps a hundred families live, each occupying 
a single room. These are the people over whom the hearts of our missionaries 
yearn ; amongst them, Miss Smith, a most skilful and fully qualified nurse, 
is establishing a work somewhat similar to that carried on at Bromley 
Hall ; and in one of these conventillos, Don Perfecto Marsili lives, the 
ardent native evangelist who was led into the Light when Mr. and Mrs. 
Strachan were leading our mission in Buenos Aires, and who has ever since 
radiated the heavenly gift far and wide. The very thought of that one 
saved life and its influence makes our workers long to put forth their full 
strength in Buenos Aires. Let it not be imagined that Protestantism is 
unrepresented amongst its masses ; several Christian agencies and a number 



of independent workers are rendering most excellent service , but since it still 
contains densely-populated districts where the Gospel has never been 
preached, a place waits that the R.B.M.U. ought to fill. We conclude 
by a glance at the actual situation as explained by Dr. Harry Guinness. 

" What is needed for the pulsating heart of the splendid Argentine 
Republic, is a work somewhat similar in character to the McCall Mission 
in Paris, save that it should possess a true Church membership of its own. 
In what one might call an East-End district of the city, some of our mis 
sionaries have already done splendid work, but in premises which have 
since passed from our hands. The mission founded by George Smith and 
subsequently carried on by Mr. and Mrs. Strachan, was most valuable and 
successful, and we should have much liked to continue it. But two diffi 
culties were in the way. First, we felt that we were not in the best centre 
for permanent operations. We wished to be where none others were engaged 
in Gospel work, to be true to our name, and go to the regions beyond. 
And, secondly, we felt strongly drawn at that juncture to take up work 
in the important town of Tandil. It was therefore decided, after prayerful 
consultation on the occasion of my visit to Buenos Aires in 1904, that our 




free school must be given up and the Church members temporarily cared 
for by a valued native worker on our mission staff, Don Perfecto Marsili, 
who would gather them into his humble Mission Hall until such time as, in the 
providence of GOD, we might be able to appoint Robert Elder to take up 
city work in a neighbourhood where we should be the only Protestant 
Gospel Mission. 

" We believe that the time has now arrived and are hoping this year 
(D.V.) to take the first step towards establishing ourselves in the busy, 
needy district of Boedo. Miss Smith and her sister are preparing to settle 
down in a new Nursing Home in the neighbourhood, and on the return of 
Mr. Elder to Buenos Aires, after his deputation tour in the Australasian 
Colonies, we hope that a strong Gospel work will be founded and carried on . 
Mr. Elder has gained all the experience needed to make this effort, together 
with a good knowledge of the language, during his first period of service at 
Tres Arroyos, and now he is ready to settle down when the LORD shall open 
the door. One great difficulty attaches to the acquisition of a suitable 
centre. Land is terribly dear, and in many parts of the city has doubled 
in value during recent years. We shall need 3,000 to buy a site and begin 
the work in temporary premises, and eventually considerably more to build 
a suitable Gospel Hall. Towards this sum we have about 1,000. Surely 
in the LORD S Name someone will clear the way. We have the workers 
trained, experienced, ready ; the vast city lies before us, many districts 
wholly untouched by the Gospel of CHRIST. Would not someone like to 
undertake the noble work of originating a mission in this most important 
strategic centre of population ? No one can calculate the blessing to multi 
tudes involved in this step. Will not someone take it, that our LORD may 
be glorified and His work done ? " 

" The Son of God goes forth to war ; 
Who follows in His train ? " 


In Argentina Do they need us ? 

|f OME say, when we talk of Argentina, They are satisfied with 
their religion, they do not want you," but whilst we admit that 
the latter part of the statement is on the whole true, the former is 
decidedly incorrect. Unfortunately, they do not want the Gospel, 
but they are not satisfied. Did we want electric power before we knew of it ? 
Let us remember the old saint, who, finding himself in " a strange city" 
eagerly scanned the faces of the passers-by. " Ah," he said, " they do not 
love me because they do not know me." That precisely explains the 
case. Let me tell you a story. 

The Senora Maria, an Argentine lady of good family, an educated, 
intelligent woman, and a devout Catholic, had passed through exceptionally 
severe trials. She was not able to bear up under them and began to fear 
that she might fall a prey to the hereditary insanity of her family. Knowing 
her danger, and having enemies quite capable of placing her under restraint, 
her condition of mind can be more easily imagined than described ; and when 
she sought to find comfort and strength in her religion, she failed, although 
she sought it earnestly and with tears. Do not imagine that she prayed 
to images and pictures she was too enlightened for that indeed, she had 
often gone the length of thinking that the money they cost should have 
been given to the poor. " No," she said, " I cried continually to GOD 
Himself to speak to me, to let me know that He heard my cry. I thought 
that if I could only be sure of that, I should be perfectly happy ; but He 
did not answer." And so the days went by. 

At the time, Senora Maria had in her house as caretakers a man and his 
wife, who had been recently converted. One day she asked Dona Nicanora 
what they did in el culto, and what it was like. The latter could only 
answer : " They speak of JESUS, and the poor go there." 

The lady continued her daily attendance at Church, until one day, being 
in an agony of prayer, she besought GOD to have mercy and speak to her. 
" Suddenly," she told us afterwards, " a voice spoke in my ear, so plainly 
that I almost turned to see who was near, and I heard the message, Get 
up and leave this place. I was amazed, incredulous, it could not be ; 
but again came the voice, Rise up and leave this place. Then I said, 


Oh, LORD, Thou knowest I would never leave Thy house except at Thy 
bidding, and Thou knowest I am seeking Thee. I got up slowly to leave, 
but, oh, senora, you can never understand what I felt as I went the sense 
of loss, the thought of leaving all that I had, and all I knew and for what ? 
If I could not find GOD in His own House, where should I find Him ? But 
then Nicanora s words came back to me. They speak of JESUS, and the 
poor go there. Well, I thought, the Saviour was always with the poor 
when He was on the earth perhaps it is the same to-day. Quien sabe ! 
I will ask Nicanora if they will let me in to the culto. The first time that I 
heard the preaching I felt my search was being rewarded, and soon I found 
GOD, and he spoke to me and taught me to speak to Him. You know all 
the rest, senora, but I can never tell what a wonderful change it has 
been to me." 

That dear woman was saved, and though trials are still heavy upon her, 
she is a very bright Christian indeed. 

Do they need the Gospel ? Let this glimpse into a life-story one of 
many be a sufficient reply. And since they need us we must go on, in 






spite of monotony and dull routine, for those who delight in the romance of 
the mission field would find little to charm them in Argentine life. 

One of our missionaries, before going out, used to imagine that she would 
spend most of her time in going about visiting women, with her Bible 
always under her arm. Later on, when she had three babies and a servienta 
to look after and the last not less than the first she was able to smile 
at the fond delusion. But did she get any missionary work done ? Oh, 
yes, and I am inclined to think more than she might have accomplished in the 
other way. The missionary s home ought to be a very powerful witness for 
CHRIST, since in Argentina a true home-life is unknown. The children are 
neither trained nor controlled ; on the contrary, the children rule when they 
are small, and never learn to do anything but please themselves. 

But how delightful it is to watch the homes of people change under the 
influence of the Gospel ; to see order, cleanliness and brightness take the 
place of the squalor which reigned before ; to know that the Bible is read 
and hymns sung, and the LORD S blessing sought on the meals. This is the 
greatest testimony to those around, and it does not go unobserved. On 
one occasion a woman said of her husband, who had professed conversion, 
" Oh, yes, he says he is converted, but I don t think he is del todo (alto 
gether), because he does many things yet that the others do not do." That 
woman scarcely had any real knowledge of what the Gospel demands, 
but she had seen the lives of some of the Christians and was quick to realize 
that the standard was one to which her husband had not attained. 

At Tandil, we have a wonderful saint in dear 
old Dona Josefa. She is very, very ignorant and 
very, very deaf, but a spiritual asset of the highest 
value. Although frail in health, there is no more 
regular attendant at the meetings ; yet, poor 
thing, she hears next to nothing, and her prayer 
now is " GOD bless the Pastor that I may be 
able to hear him." Dear old 
body ! Years ago, when she was 
^^^^ learning to pray in public, it cost 

her hard work. Being a native 
of Vasconia, a province of Spain, 
she speaks a dialect, and finds 
difficulty in making herself under 
stood in Spanish. She would 
begin bravely and go on for a 
sentence or two then a full-stop 




and a great sigh. " No puedo mas " (I cannot 
do any more). Then on she would go again for 
another sentence or two, and again stop, saying 
this time" May the brethren forgive me, I have 
no more words." Soon, however, she learned a 
prayer, which has been abundantly answered. 
" LORD, give me words to speak to Thee." Now 
she prays beautifully, and others who were shy 
have taken courage by her example and launched 


k, - 

That dear old woman, although far from well, 
recently walked a distance of over six miles, dis 
tributing tracts and speaking wherever she found a 

chance. In some places she even sang hymns in her old croaking voice 
that has not the faintest harmony in its tones. But there was music in 
Heaven that day, and the angels were not making it all. 

Yes, these people need the Gospel, even when they think they do not 
want our help. 

In Don Perfecto s conventillo, in Buenos Aires, a nice little woman lives, 
who, having found the SAVIOUR, was very desirous that her husband should 
also know Him. She went to Don Perfecto, and asked his help, and that 
same Sunday afternoon he sent for the old man. But Don Juan was sus 
picious. " What does Don Perfecto want me for ? I owe him no rent. 
I won t go." " Oh yes, do," said his wife, " You don t know what he 
wants." Finally, the man took up his hat and went, followed by his wife. 
After a pleasant greeting, Don Perfecto invited him inside, and then quickly 
shut the door and took his hat, saying " Don Juan, it s quite time you 
were convertido." Oh no, Don Juan did not think so. He would come back 
next week, next Sunday, any time, but not then, he really must go then. 
" No, no," said Don Perfecto, " you ve got your head full of ideas that you 
must get rid of. You need to be converted. We re going to pray for 
you right now. Get down on to your knees." And they all knelt down ; 
Don Perfecto and his wife, Don Juan and his wife, and another helper. 

For two hours they prayed steadily on, and Don Juan made no sign- 
indeed, the wonder is that he stayed there on his knees. At the end of that 
time, Don Perfecto began to be in despair, and he asked GOD that if there 
was any impediment in the man s life, or if His time to save him had not 
come, to give them a sign. The sign he asked for was that they might 
rise spontaneously, and it was granted, but, like Gideon, he was far from 
satisfied. This time he thought it might be better to change the scene of 


operations, so he asked them all to go into the bedroom behind. Now 
that bedroom contains four beds, and various other articles of furniture, 
leaving very little room for visitors. However, in the square yard or so 
between the beds, they knelt again. They prayed on for an hour, but no 
sign ; for another hour and still there was no change. Then I prayed a 
beautiful prayer," tells Don Perfecto in his simple way. " I forgot every 
thing the beds, the people, and everything. I was seeing GOD and talking 
straight to Him. LORD, I said, it s time this man was converted, and 
the LORD said to me, Yes, it is time. At that moment a great thrill 
went through me, and the next Don Juan had jumped to his feet crying 
for mercy." And soon that little company was rejoicing together over 
another soul brought into the Kingdom. 

After three years of walking in the Light, old Don Juan recently passed 
away. His end was triumphant and his dying testimony was blessed to 
the conversion of others, including his own son. How curious such a 
change appears to outsiders. It is so hard for these people to understand 
that religion can have any practical bearing on the daily life. What does 
it matter how they live if only they confess to the priest at fairly regular 
intervals ; and if they can somehow manage to pay for misas, at last they 
will be greatly blessed, and their sojourn in el purgatorio all the shorter. 

" If the light that is in them be darkness, how great is that darkness ? " 

* * * 

In Argentina do they need us ? Come with me for a moment and 
watch this procession as it wends its way through the streets : It is 
Good Friday, and CHRIST is dead. Here come the leaders with their 
brave silken banners, two files of boys pacing slowly on to the slow 
music of the band away back. Group after group pass on with their 
distinctive badges, boys, girls and women not so many men and then 
a funeral car draped in black, with a glass coffin containing the dead 
CHRIST an image, ghastly and waxen. Priests follow, and more " orders " 
with banners, and then a gorgeous image of the Virgin, beautifully adorned, 
with a jewelled crown, carried shoulder-high by six senoritas. Some more 
orders" and banners and the procession has passed. What does it 
teach the people filling the streets ? A dead CHRIST, coffined ; and 
the Virgin one might almost say the living Virgin carried in the place 
of pride ! Do not these people need the living and loving SAVIOUR ? Are 
not some of them living in open sin ? Others many others are weary 
and heavy-laden. You can see it in their faces as they follow the dead 
CHRIST. Oh, if they only knew that He lives and loves them ! If they 
could only enter into His peace. H. S. STRACHAN. 


Our Parish in Peru. 

HREE distinct regions and three distinct peoples form our parisli 
in Peru. The Republic is divided by nature into three parallel 
parts the Coast, the Sierra or Mountains, and the Montana, 
a term invariably used to describe the tropical valleys on the 
eastern slopes of the Andes and the great forest lands drained by the head 
waters of the Amazon. 

The distribution of races roughly follows these natural divisions ; the 
larger cities and centres of Peruvian culture are found in the coast region ; 
the Indian clings to his ancient home in the mountains ; and the Savage 
still roams at large in the vast virgin forests of the Montana. 

The term " Peruvian" is applied, not to the original inhabitants of the 
country, but to the descendants of their Spanish conquerors, and corresponds 
exactly to the term " American," as used in the Northern Continent. The 
Indian, on the other hand, is the true heir of the soil, and represents the 
remnant of the once mighty empire of the Incas. The savage, a totally 
distinct type, has known no culture save that of nature ; leads no settled 
life ; but roams from place to place in search of the game that falls to his 
bow and arrows. 

Four hundred years ago, Pizarro tore the golden image of the Sun from 
the walls of its Temple, Coricancha, and Cuzco the City of the Sun became 
the City of the Cross. He planted his new capital by the shores of the Rimac, 
and throughout the length and breadth of the empire the priestly emis 
saries of the Cross went forth, conquering and to conquer. The Inquisi 
tion was established ; nameless deeds of blood and cruelty were perpetrated 
under the shadow of the new religion, and the Children of the Sun became 
the Slaves of the Cross or perished. Now, for well-nigh four hundred 
years, the Cross has been supreme in Pern. On every hill-top it stands, 
and on the roof-tree of every mountain home. No road or trail 
is too lonely or unfrequented to have its wayside Cross, and poor indeed 
is the hut that cannot display the sacred emblem on its smoke-blackened 
walls. But, alas! as in the days of our LORD the Cross is an emblem 
of degradation, and one may well ask 


136 "NOT UNTO US." 

For not in England, where the modifying influence of Protestantism is 
widespread, do we see Romanism in its essentials, but in such a land as pool- 
Peru. There the apostate Church has been untrammelled in its working, 
and we can test the results of four hundred years of ecclesiastical rule. 

(1) By the Confessional, Rome has destroyed the sanctity of the home 
and the purity of womanhood. Across the hearth falls the black shadow 
of the priest, and every husband knows that the innermost thoughts of 
the woman he loves, and their most sacred relationships, are laid bare 
to the prying eyes and impure questionings of the man who holds heart 
and conscience in his unclean grasp. His daughters are polluted before 
they reach womanhood by the filthy questions addressed to them by the 
priest under cover of the Confessional. 

(2) The moral sense, especially among the uneducated classes, has 
been well-nigh destroyed by Rome s teaching concerning sin. Indulgences 
can be bought for a few pence, or by kissing the toe of an image, or by 
repeating a prayer before a saint, or by taking part in a procession. What 
conception of sin can any people have who are taught that it may be ex 
piated by such trifling ? Outward ceremonial takes the place of inward 
purity, and religion has little or no connection with morals. 

(3) This bold reign of superstition and evil has inevitably driven the 
thinking classes to infidelity. The thoughtful man says : "If this is 
religion, I want none of it. If the GOD you worship is a Being who takes 
pleasure in this foolery, whose priests are the vilest of the vile, and whose 
religion is opposed to light and truth and progress, then He is nothing to 
me I will believe in no such GOD." The result then is that you have 
the womanhood, and therefore the motherhood, of the country crushed 
under the heel of a corrupt priesthood, and the manhood of the country 
driven into the darkness of infidelity in their rebellion against a false 

So much for the conquerors ; and 


What of the Indian ? His case is even more pitiable. Once the child of 
the Sun, the heir of a wonderful civilization and culture free, virtuous, 
happy he is now a slave in his own land, born to misery and oppression. 
Ignorant, superstitious and spiritless, he stands a monument to Rome s 
debasing influence upon the peoples she governs. With a free hand to work 
her will and produce her fruits in this people, during nearly four hundred 
years, she has destroyed all that was good in them and developed only the 
evil, till to-day they are incomparably lower morally, mentally and 
physically than they were beneath the beneficent sway of the Inca. 


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And the Savage, what of him ? Wild, untamed and unreached, he is still 
beyond the blighting influence of Rome, but he may not long remain thus 
unfettered. Commerce is turning her attention to the Amazon s vast forest 
lands. Syndicates are being formed to develop their natural resources, and 
steamers are being built on these almost unknown rivers. Now that the 
Congo is well-nigh bled to death, rubber must be found elsewhere, and the 
vast virgin forests of South America will soon supply the rubber markets of 
the world. What of the savage then ? Will those provinces become a 
second Congo ? GOD forbid ! But our responsibility is plain, and the call 
of GOD is clear to enter those regions with the light of the Gospel ere the 
superstitions of Rome, or the evils of commerce, render our task more difficult 
by a hundred-fold. A. STUART MCNAIRN. 

The Pioneers of Protestantism. 


O mission field that I ever saw or heard of seems to me so full of 
unique interest as this old Inca Empire. . . . The possi 
bilities of the field, as well as its difficulties, appear as colossal 
as the Andes." 

So writes Dr. Thomas Wood, who for nearly twenty years has laboured 
in Peru. 

A new world is South America, immature as yet, but full of hope, ambition, 
and power. A new race is this Latin-American people, with blood of 
Spanish Dons mingling with that of extinct Indian races in their veins, 
and with political ideals borrowed from France and America moulding their 
Republics. The problem of modern Peru is the problem of Roman 
Catholicism and its offspring rank materialism. Until lately the Peruvian 
Republic has been a child ; now it is springing into manhood with astonishing 
speed, and its whole future hangs in the balance when Roman Catholicism 
and Protestantism meet. Missionary success at the present crisis in Peru 
will be epoch-making. 

Not much longer will the South American continent lie largely unknown 
in the far south-western seas ; its immense wheat-producing plains will 
supply the world with bread ; its mines will make millionaires ; and its 
Amazonian forests will be the greatest rubber-market on the earth. 
In each of these departments, Peru will be of considerable importance : 
but no Roman Catholic land has ever retained world-wide greatness. Our 
Peruvian missionaries are in the very centre of a battle, the result of which 
will be the making or the marring of a republic. 


In the history of Protestant missions in Peru, the missionary has ever 
been the fulcrum upon which the lever of religious liberty has worked. 
In 1888, Penzotti, a noble American colporteur, was imprisoned for eight 
months with the lowest of this earth s criminals the victim of Casas 
Matas, the prison of Callao. A few years previously, Jose" Mongiardino 
had been basely murdered on a lonely road in the Andes. In 1894, Mr. 
Jarrett and Mr. Peters were driven from Cuzco at twenty-four hours 
notice. Even in 1903, Bibles were burned, and colporteurs were shot at 
and stoned. But the lever has moved, surely, if slowly, and the Romish 
Church in its unscrupulous attacks upon the missionaries has unconsciously 
driven Peru in the direction of 


The history of what has already been done to meet the needs described 
in our parish in Peru, is an introductory part of the story of the campaign 
against Romanism there. Papists held the land itself, not merely its 
citadel. It was once well-nigh impossible to live within its borders, let alone 
to commence warfare. But the attack was braved, and step by step 
CHRIST S soldiers have advanced cautiously, fearlessly and prayerfully. 
The foremost have often fallen : Robert Lodge was laid to rest in the first 
missionary grave on the Andes ; Harry Backhouse was called Home after 
a short, strenuous and successful fight in Lima ; noble Will Newell served 
his Master in death, and his grave and its precious memories are still a 
power for good in distant Cuzco. Some lines of the story are heart-breaking, 
but the advance has been made, and now the ranks of Protestantism have 
gained the summit, have surrounded the citadel, and its siege is about to 

Twenty years ago there was no foreign missionary in Peru ; to-day, 
the fight has not been won in some senses it has hardly commenced but we 
have gained the ground from which to fight. Public opinion has been 
modified ; the support of political power has been gained ; the first furious 
raids of fanaticism have been withstood, and the first churches have been 
formed. The elementary stage of the work seems to be over, and we are 
looking to our Leader to do great things in the coming years. 

Space forbids us to narrate the detailed story of how this has been accom 
plished. That missionary history tells of patient work in Lima, Peru s great 
capital, with its two thousand or more University students ; its fanatical 
and fashionable ladies ; its wealthy foreign colonies ; its sin-stricken palaces 
and alleys ; its forty thousand Chinese immigrants, with their opium- 
dens, temples and gambling saloons ; its stalwart negro population ; its 
mingling politicians and paupers. It tells of the heart-breaking and 


heroic fight at Cuzco, the centre of the ancient 
Inca civilization a story of typhoid and death ; 
of attempts at murder and of constant danger ; 
of conditions of life too terrible to describe results 
of the filthy, undrained state of the city, and the 
shamelessly immoral lives of its people ; of the 
brave work of lady nurses ; of the first baptisms ; 
of true native Christians ; of the heroic stand made 
on her deathbed by the first baptized Cuzqueno 
lady to enter the Glory-land. No romance was 
ever more full of life and love and tears, than this 
story of missionary work in Cuzco. It tells also 
of the attempted work atTrujillo, GOD- 
inspired, difficult beyond our powers of 
conception, only partially successful, but 
full of promise when at last abandoned 
through lack of reinforcements. It tells 
of the strenuous fight at Arequipa, in 
touch with the heart of Rome, and 
exposed to the full force of her hatred ; 
of a dangerous political contest ; of the 
wiles of the Church, and of the victories of 
a few brave native followers of CHRIST. 
It finally tells of an effort made to reach the Inca Indians ; the silent 
sufferers who live around Cuzco on the Sierra who bow to the yoke of every 
unscrupulous priest, merchant and judge, and have no friend to protest 
on their behalf ; who are ready to give their all in gratitude for any 
small act of kindness, but know not that we have a far greater gift which 
we fain would give them ; for these children of the Incas have never heard 
of the SAVIOUR of the World.* 

Of the Indian farm-scheme ; of our missionary-farming expert ; of beauti 
ful " Urco " a most valuable estate and the friend who loaned us 3,000 to 
buy it ; of the first little Indian child adopted by the missionaries ; of 
the native Christian who first read the Bible in Quechua to the Indians of 
the Andes of all these things the story of the mission tells. As we glance 
through its pages our hearts go out in deep thankfulness to Him who has 
led the way, and we once more face the unique difficulties of the field, ready 
to endure, " as seeing Him who is invisible." GERALDINE GUINNESS. 


*Furthr particulars concerning these people will be given in a book entitled, " The Land 
of the Incas," by Geraldine Guinness, to be published in the course of this year by the 
Regions Beyond Missionary Union. 

The Prospect. 

HATEVER she may have accomplished in other parts of the 
world, in Peru, Rome is an utter failure. 

The religion which she brought to the land of the Incas was 
" the bigoted and bitter Romanism of the dark middle ages 
intensified by the Inquisition."* 

She deliberately compromised with idolatry, yet remained unconscious 
that its influence was surely debasing and re-paganizing her. 

Upon paganism she built up a monstrous scheme of fanaticism and 
superstition, having somewhat the same phraseology as Christianity, but 
the opposite effect upon life and character. Large tracts of the Republic 
she has left until the present time, as pagan as they were four hundred 
years ago. 

Rome has failed to give the Gospel of JESUS CHRIST. Protestant Missions 
are therefore needed as much in Peru as in Persia or Peshawur. In viewing 
the facts of the past twenty years of Christian enterprise in this Republic, 
one may regard the work accomplished as very limited ; the towns occupied 
as very few ; the interest raised as comparatively small. Yet in a short life 
time, nothing less than a religious and social revolution has taken place in 
Peru. Only those who have lived through it, can estimate this change ; 
the pioneers laboured and we are entering into their labours. The Peru 
of to-day is a completely different field from the Peru of 1888. It is a 
field full of promise. 

Our prospects may be briefly viewed as regards the Peruvians, the Inca 
Indians, and the Savages. 

(I.) The extent of the Pacific Coast of Peru (1,400 miles) makes it 
impossible to regard the country as one mission-field. Northern Peru, 
with the large towns of Trujillo, Cajamarca and the populous district of 
Huaylas ; Lima, and the towns of Central Peru ; and the important 
centres which are connected by the Southern Railway , are three 
distinct spheres of labour. 

The first is yet to be entered. The second is at present our most important 
centre of work amongst Peruvians. In Lima, 160,000 people of all nationali 
ties are about us ; hundreds of students are following Huxley, Spencer and 
Darwin, because we have as yet given them no evangelistic and scientific 
literature. A press presented for this very work will shortly be on its way 
to Arequipa, where we hope to establish a distributing centre for literature. 
All periodicals printed in Peru may be sent through the post free of charge, 

"Thomas B. Neely in " South America A Mission Field." 



hence this method of propaganda will be economical as well as effective. 
Peru is flooded with the pamphlets of free-thinkers and Seventh-day Adven- 
tists, yet Christian literature suitable for students does not exist. Men to 
whom GOD has given the gift of writing are now on the field ; the press is 
ready to be sent out ; but capital to start the work is needed. 

In Southern Peru, a line of stations will probably be occupied ; Mollendo, 
Arequipa, Puno, Sicuani and Cuzco. From these important centres we 
shall be able to reach all parts of the Southern Sierra. The nursing work 
of our lady missionaries has helped, more perhaps than anything else, 
to open the hearts and homes of these fanatical towns to the Gospel. Medical 
Mission work and medical tours would be of inestimable value ; even 
Ayacucho, the town which many say is destined to be Rome s last Peruvian 
citadel, could be entered by a Protestant doctor ; and there is no class of 
people with whom we wish to come in contact that will not yield to the 
influence of skilful charity. 

(II.) The next few years will witness, GOD willing, the first success of 
our Indian scheme. Will our workers be able soon to acquire the difficult 
Quechua language ? Will employment break down the barrier at present 
existing between ourselves and the poor Indian ? Will the priests succeed 



a f of PERU 

PTiBcipa) ci^es, 
ilK^>es visaed ty 



The places underlined on this map were visited by members of the Lima Evangelical Church, acting as Colporteurs under 

the British and Foreign Bible Society. 

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in putting a stop to our work ? Shall we be able to gather some Indian 
children in a little home on the farm ? Will it be possible to open a mission 
centre for the Indians passing through Cuzco ? Time only can answer 
these questions. GOD has guided us very clearly in the past, and we are 
trusting Him for all that is to come. 

(III.) For the Savages of Eastern Peru, we have no help as yet. The 
Baptist Missionary Society is hoping to commence a work on the Amazon, 
and gradually to extend its influence up the different tributaries, but it 
will be hundreds of miles from the Peruvian Montana. 

Rubber-traders are travelling from Cuzco down the Paucartambo, the 
Marcapata, the Yucayali, and other tropical valleys ; but no Protestant 
missionaries have yet gone forth. Mr. Johnson, an engineer who was 
employed for some time in the Cuzco Industrial Mission, is now living in 
the forest lands, and he will endeavour to get in touch with the savages, 
who, in small nomadic tribes, hunt in the jungle close by his home. 

Men are needed to survey this land, to report upon its possibilities 
to go forth determined, at all costs, to enrich their Master not with red 
rubber, but with the blood-bought souls of men. 


1 * Los Propagandistas. 

ERU ! A thousand memories revive as I write the word, and old 
scenes are re-enacted one by one just as if a cinematograph 
were representing its missionary life. 

We are walking through the museum in the University of 
Cuzco. A number of students have gathered around Mr. Ritchie, 
one of our missionaries, and their spokesman says You say that the 
attributes of your GOD are infinite, yet how can one be at the same time 
infinitely loving and infinitely just ? No, Senor, your own words are true : 

we students have no god but matter, and Spencer the prophet of matter ! 

* * * 

Look again ! The valley of the Vilcamayu is sleeping in the mid-day 
sun ; yellow broom scents the dusty road and fields of purple irises delight 
the eyes of a tired missionary traveller. His saddle bags are still half full 
of Gospels ; in the last town the priest made a bonfire of those he gave away. 
A clatter of hoofs and a cloud of dust in the distance ! Four young men are 
galloping after him. " Senor," they exclaim breathlessly, " have you 
any copies of the book left ? We have never been able to obtain a Bible, 



for even in Lima the bookshops do not stock it. But we are seeking the 
Light, and long to read this book for ourselves." 

The precious Word is sown, and perhaps months afterwards the fruit will 
be discovered in an unlikely place, or perhaps no result whatever will be 
seen, for the student mind is trained in agnosticism, and hard to reach 
with the Gospel. 

The sunshine of the scene fades into a more sombre light, and we find 
ourselves in a small white- washed room where a number of Peruvians are 
gathered. The missionary is looking over the audience earnestly and 
lovingly. What message shall he give to this strangely assorted group ? 
There are students, smartly dressed, amused and cynical ; there are poor 
women, manfa-c\a.d, shy and curious ; and one or two Indian boys who 
gaze steadily and intelligently around them. 

How can he make the 
Gospel clear to each of these 

various classes ? 

* * * 

The scene has changed. 
We are now with a lady 
missionary amongst the poor 
of Peru. Look about you ! 
Here is a low, windowless 
room, where bedclothes are 
laid in one corner of the 
mud floor, and a number of 
women squat about ; on 
one side sits a beautiful girl, 
slight and graceful, with 
lustrous black eyes and a 
fascinating childish face. I 
notice her pretty silk blouse, 
gold rings, and Parisian 
shoes ; they look strange 
amid these squalid sur 
roundings. What does it 
mean ? This is the story 
in a few words : She 
is just sixteen ; last week 
her eight months old baby 
died, and she is glad ; she 


146 "NOT UNTO US." 

is not married, and the German father of the baby will never 
come back to her. 

Listen ! The girl from Doric Lodge is singing :- 

" Hay una fuente sagrada 
Que mi Jesus abrio ; 
En ella mi alma banada, 
Sus manchas limpias vio." 

(There is a sacred fountain 
Which Jesus opens for me ; 
My soul washing in it 
Beholds its stains cleansed.) 

Three children have toddled close to her, and the old woman sitting on 
the floor is straining forward to catch every word of the hymn. There are 
tears in the girl s eyes, and her gushing words of appreciation and thanks 
cover more reality than usual, for next night we catch sight of her sweet 
face, swathed in a black mania, amongst the little crowd which gathers in 

the meeting room. 

* * * 

Other scenes rise before us. It is nearly midnight, and the narrow, 
cobbled streets of Cuzco are chequered with bright moonlight and inky 
shadows. A few moments ago the lady missionary was awakened by stones 
at the window, and now she is fearlessly following an unknown man into a 
dark house to minister there to a needy woman. The sufferer lies in a 
corner of a large unlit room, dirty and empty of furniture. Crowds of 
neighbours throng around the bed and are hardly induced to move by the 
earnest broken Spanish words of the nurse who must work in such diffi 

Morning finds her on the way home, tired and over-strained with the 
night s responsibility. But the little one who has been given will be called 
after the Virgin and the English missionary ; the father will read the 
Gospels left in his poor home ; and the mother will never forget the kindness 

rendered, strangely enough, by an accursed heretic ! 

* * * 

Look again, for the cinematographic scenes are changing. We are on a 
country road where a wayside cross stands dark against a distant snow 
peak. Listen to the drums and Indian flutes, and ceaseless patter of feet ! 
A strange group stands below the cross : feathered crowns, flowing Spanish 
wigs, brilliant plush cloaks and parti-coloured trousers, mingle their bright 
colours as the dancers move. We are witnesses of a religious celebration 
amongst the Inca Indians. The drunken dance, a remnant of paganism, 

is in honour of the Unknown GOD, whom the sacred cross represents. 

* * * 

^ r 


The pictures follow one another quickly now : scenes of cruelty to helpless 
Indians ; of brutality to tiny child-slaves ; of abuse and neglect and ignor 
ancejust peeps into the home-life of a childlike people ; glimpses 01 their 
dark, superstitious religious customs. Each of these scenes, as soon as it 
has taken form, fades into another always the same the picture of a 
beautiful farm. " Urco " is one of the most lovely sites in the most charming 

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of Peruvian valleys. Its farm-house is built on a spur thrown out from the 
perpendicular mountain walls of the Vilcamayu valley. The Incas chose 
the place for residence ; their courtyards and walls of well-cut stones 
are used to-day as stables ; their terraces, which encircle the farm-house, 
are sown with maize ; their wonderful aqueducts still water the estate ; 
but the ruined buildings, which were probably once a monastery and temple 
of sun-worship, are now deserted, and a Protestant missionary is examining 
the great stone where offerings of chicha were poured out by pious travellers 
as a libation to the gods. The stranger is smiling as he traces the^rocky 
channel by which this wine was conveyed into one of the monastic cells, 
and moralizes on the universality of human frailty. 

" Viracocha!" The accustomed greeting floats to him on the fresh 
mountain air. 

" Tai-tai ! " he responds to the Indian shepherd, who with his little boy 
is driving the sheep and goats to pasture. There are fourteen other families 
which belong to the farm, and they all know the kind English visitor. 

Carefully the missionary is surveying the estate : its agricultural and 
pastoral possibilities are magnificent, he says to himself, as he looks down 
the lovely valley towards Calca, the neighbouring town. Terrace upon 
terrace, bright with waving maize, stretches below him to the bog where 
cattle are enjoying themselves, in strange mineral waters which leave their 
hides yellow and pink and blue. The Vilcamayu River winds its silvery 
way through the green pastures beyond, and on either side dark cliffs rise 
sheer to Andean snows. Here is plenteous water, a sheltered valley, and 
rich soil. From the terraces below, the scents of wild roses, jessamine, 
and geranium rise, and in one sheltered corner the stranger notices a bamboo 

Next day finds him climbing the steep ascent to the punos or elevated plains 
of " Urco." The farm-house is 7,000 feet above sea-level, but the punos 
are 3,000 or 4,000 feet higher yet. There he may ride for hours, past patches 
of barley cultivated by the Indians, potato fields, bleak hillsides where 
the alpaca loves most to graze, and far-stretching pastures which are hired 
out to the inhabitants of Calca ; he may travel for three days before he shall 
have seen the extent of " Urco." 

" What a farm for a missionary project ! " he says to himself. 

" Excellent from the business standpoint, as I can judge from my experi 
ence in Australia, it will surely bridge the gulf now separating us from the 
Indians. Those of them who work for us shall be freed from oppression, 
protected from the priest, and taught to know their SAVIOUR." 

150 "NOT UNTO US." 

The last scene we look upon is a quiet study in the homeland. A cable 
gram is being deciphered. " Adiestre " what does this word signify? 
For some moments there is an anxious silence, and then a voice reads out : 
" All arrangements for purchase completed." Yes, thank GOD, to-day 
" Urco " is the property of the R.B.M.U. through a generous loan on the 
part of a warm friend of the Incas, and within a few months two 

missionaries and their wives will take up residence on the historic spot. 

* * * 

Peru ! Memories flock in the train of that short word, and not only 
memories, but also dreams of what shall be. 

According to the love and faith of each of us will be our dreams, and the 
part we shall play in making them real. GOD has plans for Peru in which 
we may co-operate if we will. What is His heart s desire ? 


Our Prayer Corps. 

N the yellow sand where the ripples murmur, children can seriously 
build their castles or innocently play without fear. But in the 
deep waters, even experienced sailors are often at their wits 
end, and in desperation cry unto the LORD. 

Missionary work is a stern reality, and its superhuman problems and 
difficulties have driven us to prayer. 

In the forefront of the battle, counsel and consideration are to a large 
extent impossible ; that is the place for prompt action. But in the General s 
tent, far, it may be, from the scene of battle, every step is deliberated. 

Many of us must tarry by the stuff while others go to fight, and with us 
rests the glorious privilege and grave responsibility of prayer. We are 
the Prayer Corps of the army, with a duty as definite as those who are 
fighting on the border line. 

(I.) Let us pray for the missionaries themselves, that in physical strain 
they may be strengthened, in mental isolation quickened, and in the 
asphyxiating atmosphere of moral degradation and spiritual death, indwelt 
by the HOLY SPIRIT. 

(II). Let us remember the financial needs of the work in Peru which can 
not be maintained apart from considerable and increasing expenditure. Fresh 
volunteers are continually completing their preparatory studies and friends 
are wanted who will send them out and support them. 

Let us pray. The way is open ; the initial difficulties have been over 
come ; Peru waits. GERALDINE GUINNESS. 





Our Indian Empire. 

HOUGH we travel from Brindisi to Inverness, then take steamer to 
Lisbon, and journey thence to St. Petersburg, \ve shall still not 
have traversed the full length and breadth of the continent which 
is covered by the term " Our Indian Empire." Its population 
of some three hundred millions is about equal to that of Europe, excluding 
Russia, and is broken up into the same diversities of language, religion 
and race, with as little prospect of growth into one confederation. Punjabi 
regiments, sent to Madras, regard themselves as much in a foreign land, 
as would Highlanders, if quartered in Italy. In addition, even when the 
people appear to be homogeneous, they are mostly disintegrated by caste, 
which has banished individualism and limited collective action to the rare 
occasions of a common interest. 

India is a valuable training ground for our soldiers and administrators, 
and their incorruptibility, industry and gentleness furnish a standard to 
the world. Its geographical position in respect to the developing markets 
of China and Japan, of Australia and Africa, makes it a trade centre of 
increasing importance, while there is no indication that the competition 
for the trade route to the East is diminishing, or that we are less the envy 
of the nations by reason of its possession. 

Have we thought about the price paid for India ? Not in British capital. 
We have that stake in other countries ; but in the blood of soldiers and 
sailors ; in the lives of officers of all services, of their wives, and, not least, 
of their children ; in the devoted toil, to which the world has no parallel, 
of those by whom the prosperity of India has been reared up. 

Do we realize that these costly labours are evolving a new India ? Before 
the light, idolatry is gathering together its polluted skirts and beginning 
to skulk from the society of the educated. India is becoming as keen 
as her neighbours to learn, and impatience is already manifested if caste, 
superstition and custom forbid advance. There will emerge a huge popu 
lation, conscious of power, without any sense of responsibility, but happily 
not without salt to save it from corruption. As long ago as 1840, Dr. 
Duff, by his memorable appeal on behalf of missions in India, roused 
Scotland to take that prominent part in the Christian education of India s 

I 5 4 "NOT UNTO US." 

youth, which, it is not too much to say, is to-day helping to safeguard the 
political situation. Pressed and handicapped by the demands of the 
Education Department, the Missionary Colleges have never ceased to keep 
a place for the Bible, knowing that it is truth, and not a University Degree, 
that makes a man, and righteousness, and not civilization, which exalts 
a nation. Missions, throughout the Empire, are putting on board the 
ballast which will save the ship when the storm of hastily adopted new 
ideas, sweeping before it all the restraints and beliefs of the past, bursts 
upon India. 


This is the day of extraordinary opportunity. On one hand, the examples 
of Japan, China and Korea are stimulating Indian ambition to rise to a 
higher level among men. On the other hand, the present trend of racial 
feeling in parts of America, Africa and Australia is somewhat roughly 
teaching Orientals that the maintenance of idolatry is incompatible with 
a claim to equality with nations, which have centuries ago purged themselves 
from its debasing influences and fear its sensuality too much to tolerate 
in their midst any considerable number of those who permit it. In both 
China and India, the year 1857 marks the transition from a period of long 
preparation to one of more rapid and steady development. In both 
countries, the most recent years are causing apprehension lest a lavish 
and superficial education may act as an intoxicant, inflaming the brain, 
without strengthening the character. The request of some of the chiefs 
of India for religious education seems to indicate disquietude as to the effects 
of purely secular teaching. If China discovers, as Japan to some extent 
has done, that the Bible standard of right and wrong underlies all Western 
stability, it may be that the day will come when India will demand instruc 
tion in the Book which delivered Europe from paganism, and is to-day 
uplifting many races. Till then, it is the duty, as it is the opportunity, 
of all Christians to make a great effort to increase the circulation of the 
Bible. Its steadying influence throughout the East is incalculable. 

The Indian Empire belongs to us. Much has been given to us, and of us 
much will be required. The world regards Britain as responsible for India 
and will judge us by results. " What will be the price," writes " The Times," 
in reviewing Lord Cromer s Egypt, "to be paid ultimately for intro 
ducing European civilization into these backward Eastern societies is the 
grave problem which faces us all over the East." At the present time, 
heathendom is being strengthened by all the knowledge and appliances 
discovered by Christendom. There is temporary safety, because the inrush 


of light is bending back the forces of darkness and breaking them up. 
Later on there will come a rally. Armed with new weapons, restrained 
by no morality, and without the fear of GOD, these enormous populations 
will indeed become a peril, unless the unique opportunity is seized by the 
Christian Church to sow the Gospel seed in hearts specially open to receive 
it. There is avidity to read and there are few books. The Bible is trans 
lated and ready for issue. What a moment to multiply the agency for its 
distribution ! There are crowds ready to listen. What an eagerness for 
preachers ! Why are they not sent ? Parents and children crave educa 
tion, and will receive it from Christian lips. Why do men and women 
not go to teach ? 


From the Madras Decennial Conference, in 1902, an appeal reached this 
country, pointing out that there ought to be one male and one female 
missionary for every 50,000 of the population of India. This would mean 
quadrupling the number of missionaries then in India, or raising the total from 
3,000 to 12,000. As a first step, the Conference pleaded for the doubling of 
the missionary staff within ten years. More than half the period has elapsed ; 
with what result ? Probably the increment is not above one hundred per 
annum. Is there any constraining love of CHRIST to make us care for 
India ? Apply the test. Take Meywar there is an area of about 12,000 
square miles with some 800,000 souls. There are, perhaps, four mis 
sionaries. There ought to be thirty. 


Prayer is needed. There is no prayer in our Churches for the Viceroy, 
Governors and Lieutenant-Governors, their ministers and councillors. 
Why has the government of 300,000,000 people no place in our public 
prayer ? There is soon to be a united meeting of Missions working in India. 
May one outcome be an appeal for prayer for India in our churches ! More 
lady workers are needed. Brave, devoted and winsome, capable of deep 
and true love ; the women of India are worth winning for CHRIST. There 
are thousands of ladies in this country, with means and no particular 
vocation, who, were they to transfer themselves to India, would, after a 
crowded and absorbingly interesting life, leave behind them a name that 
would be remembered, and an influence that would long survive their death. 

And the boys ! Oh ! that one generation of boys could be saved from the 
corruption that awaits them ! It can only be done through the ladies who 
are moving among the mothers of India. 

And the educated youth ! Mr. Mott told us the other day that they were 
marching to failure, because they have no self-control, no moral strength 


to resist temptation. Closer contact is needed with these young men 
during the period of education. In the colleges of the aristocracy this has 
been secured, and has been successful. The system needs expansion. 
Especially are hostels required for the sons of Indian Christians, where they 
can live with a resident European missionary. 

The low standard to which native Roman Catholics sank has been a 
great hindrance. Protestant Christianity is about to be judged by its fruits. 
It will be because native Christians excel their neighbours in character that 
the non-Christian multitude will be moved to recognize the power of the 
Gospel message. 

Then the education given to Christian children and rescued orphans 
requires examination. Every such child ought to receive the best possible 
education and be taught a means of livelihood. The mission colleges were 
originally designed to reach non-Christians, but each of these colleges 
ought to be provided with a hostel for Christian boys, supervised by a man 
who would fire them with his own enthusiasm to win India for CHRIST in 
this generation. How is this to be done unless measures are taken, with 
a wide outlook to train and equip the Indian Christian children for active 
service ? 

To this end there is needed the co-operation of all the Societies in estab 
lishing Christian schools and colleges, normal and theological colleges. 
It is hopeless to expect the quality of Christian teachers, male and female, 
the coming situation demands, or the standard of native ministers which 
the Indian Church now requires, from the small number of pupils, the in 
adequate staffs, the stinted funds, of a number of different societies, which, 
if combined, would transmit power to all India. Large sums have been 
spent to convert the parents. What is being spent to maintain Christianity 
in their offspring, and a respect for Christianity in the community ? 

Is it not time for the appointment of a joint commission, representing 
the chief agencies in the field, to proceed to India, and thoroughly examine 
all the mission work, to ascertain where and how it can be co-ordinated ? 
Men and money would be set free to undertake fresh evangelistic work and 
much that requires doing would be brought to the knowledge of England, 
the great Colonies and America. 


In Behar. 

INAPORE was Henry Martyn s first parish in the East. That 
was a hundred years ago. " What a wretched life shall I 
lead/ then wrote that earnest servant of the world s SAVIOUR, 
" if I do not exert myself from morning till night in a place 
where, through whole territories, I seem to be the only light." 

Henry Martyn, scholar, translator of the Scriptures, preacher, was first 
of ah 1 a simple believer and a man of prayer. " Almost overwhelmed at 
the sight of the immense multitudes," with a burning heart and a rapidly 
wasting body, he cast the burden of his concern for their souls upon GOD 
in daily intercession, and pleaded that His saving Word might yet have 
free course and be glorified all over the province of Behar. 

Towards the end of 1899, two missionaries of the Regions Beyond Mis 
sionary Union Messrs. Banks and Hicks arrived at Dinapore, the place 
where Martyn had prayed, to begin an interdenominational mission in 
the province for which he had pleaded. 

If GOD S servants do the highest thing that men can do when they pray, 
GOD surely purposes the best that Divine love can do for His children 
and for the world, when He moves to intercessory prayer. 

Well does the writer of these lines remember the appeal made by Miss 
Lucy Guinness, who was afterwards Mrs. Kumm, to a gathering of students 
at Cliff on behalf of the most neglected part of the great Indian field. The 
fervour of it was intense. But when, turning from appeal to man, the 
LORD S handmaiden knelt on the turf in that tent and prayed the LORD 
of the Harvest to thrust out labourers into Behar, one felt that GOD S 
time to favour the province of Henry Martyn s still unanswered prayers 
was near at hand. 

Much was done when " Across India" was written, but immeasurably 
more when the writer of that thrilling record of appalling need went, 
burdened by all that she had seen, and learned and felt, straight to GOD S 
heart in prayer. 

When the first station of the R.B.M.U. was founded at Motihari, at the 
close of 1900, by the camping in a mango-grove there of the pioneers of 
the mission, the eager spirit of expansion that led them thus early out 
of Dinapore was just what might have been expected to characterize workers 
thrust out in answer to such prayer. 

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Nor is it surprising that when the second station of the mission was 
opened at Siwan, about a year later, the messengers of the Gospel found 
themselves within fourteen miles of the place where, not long before, a 
Christian lady engaged in temporary hospital work among poor plague- 
stricken people, had prayed that the Gospel might be sent. 

Thus has the LORD been leading through obedient lives, until, with a 
third station, established at Chanpatia in 1905, and another opened later at 
Gopal Ganj, the K.B.M.U. now possesses 


of operations in Behar, from which we dare to hope the Leader and Com 
mander of His people will conduct a warfare against the powers of darkness, 
and a conquest of souls not only all over Behar, but also into the fast-closed 
land of Nepaul. 

It is no small token of divine working that the gift of a distinct power 
to discern and to describe the need and the opportunities of the new field has 
been granted to the first workers in it notably to one of their number, 
Mr. Hodge. Many a man who can do, and has done, good missionary 
work is a poor writer and an ineffective speaker, but the fact that so arresting 
ami illuminating a book as " Caste or Christ " has been produced, to make 
things as the missionaries find them real to people in this country, and 
in Australia and America, confirms the hope that GOD purposes to make 
interest in the evangelization of Behar a heart-engrossing matter with 
many of His children. Surely He intends to lay upon their hearts the 
burden that compels to prayer, to prayer which goes up to GOD as the 
soul s pledge of those who offer it that they will do all that His grace and 
providence make possible on behalf of those prayed for, for the sake of 
One from Whom comes the impulse and the power to pray. 

Our work in Behar, within the limited area which it at present occupies, 
touches the life of the people at as many points as there are points of need. 
Bazar-preaching, indoor services, house-to-house visitation, orphanages, 
schools, dispensaries, Bible-classes for students, are among the means 
used to bring GOD S help and salvation to the perishing. 

The surprise of the Motihari women when the missionary and his wife 
received into the Mission House a little foundling, forsaken by its mother 
their surprise that a mere castaway infant should be regarded as 
worth caring for, is an incidental revelation of one part of the need which 
it is the privilege of the servants of the children s SAVIOUR to meet in His 
Name. It is an illustration also of the value of our Orphanages as an 
expression of the spirit and the method of Christian faith. In nothing 
does the Gospel differ more sharply from all natural systems of religion 



than in the place which it gives to the " little child." From every land 
where the Gospel is not known, the cry of the children comes as the most 
plaintive note in the Macedonian plea " Come over and help us ! And 
this cry makes up no small part of Behar s appeal to us. 

1 hear the chilclmi crying in the night, 
The little children :" " GOD of Stars and Sun, 

\\V do not like the darkness ; send down light 

I "ron i where there is so much to whero there s none ; 

Fire-flies and flowers we love, and all things bright. 
Hut in our hearts it s dark : Dear GOD, send light ! 

" A little Child, we ve heard, Thou once didst send 

Light to the heart of all the world to be, 
And so we think, dear (ion. Thou didst intend 

Some light for little children such as we. 
For what a child can bring a child can take ; 

Then give us light, dear Gou, for that Child s sake. 

" And if it be there is no light to spare 

Dear GOD. forgive if what we ask is wrong, 
We re only In- tit lie n children Is it fair 

That others should have all the light so long ? 
We would not wish that they should have our night, 

Hut when will our turn come to have the light ? " 

That GOD is blessing our ministry to the children of Behar, the 
following from the pen of the children s man among our mis 
sionaries Mr. Banks will show. 

" One of our scholars who came daily from a village some 
three miles off, asked for medicine for a boy named Mukhtar, 
saying he was suffering severely from dysentery. We sent 
medicine for some weeks, and then heard that the patient was 
no better, and would assuredly die. 

" Going to visit in the village where he lived, Mukhtar was 
pointed out to us by our scholar. The boy s appearance was 
pitiful indeed, since he was not only thin and weak to the last 
degree, but also painfully dirty. However, we invited him to 
come to the Mission House, telling him that when he was well 
enough he might either stay in the Orphanage (both his parents 
being dead), or go back to his friends just as he liked. \\e did 
not expect him to come, but nevertheless Mukhtar arrived the 
next day. After being washed he had not had a bath for six 
months we gave him a bed in the joiner s shop, and did all 
we could to restore him. In a month he was going to school, 
and, in spite of his ignorance, soon learnt the alphabet and 
listened to all that was taught him about the true GOD and 


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His Son, JESUS CHRIST. Soon his brothers 
began to urge his return, but he always refused, 
saying, When I was ill you left me to die. It 
was true, neither brother would keep Mukhtar 
in his home after the boy fell ill. It is no 
wonder he said, The missionaries have been 
kind and good to me, I will stay on with them. 
Last autumn Mukhtar had a relapse, and the 
doctor at the Government Hospital ordered 

him to stay in bed for some time. He was 

both good and patient, and soon afterwards 

expressed a desire to be baptized and recognized as a Christian. Knowing 
his character to be greatly changed, and receiving satisfactory answers 
to the questions we asked, his wish was granted, and we trust that he 
may become a good soldier of JESUS CHRIST, leading others to Him." 


of our Behar mission were Ram Dayal and his wife Ram Raji. 
The first heart that GOD opened to receive the Gospel in heathen 
Europe was the heart of a woman. The womanhood of Behar must be 
reached if the country is to be evangelized. And it is a fact of beautiful 
significance that as Ram Dayal takes his stand by the side of the European 
missionaries as a witness for CHRIST, Ram Raji does the same by the side 
of the missionaries wives. Thank GOD for the homes that this saved 
Indian sister is able to enter with the story of GOD S love revealed in CHRIST 
JESUS the LORD. The women of Behar must be reached, not only for 
their own soul s sake, but also for the sake of the men whom they have 
such terrible power to hinder until they are enlightened to truly help. 
It is pitiful to see how, in their ignorance, the women of India misinterpret 
the signs that present themselves when the young men of the household 
begin to show an interest in CHRIST ; how they construe into an omen of 
dire evil that which is the herald of the day of their own emancipation 
and salvation. Their case is strikingly set forth in the " Legend of the 
Dove of Dacca," which relates how a Hindu Rajah, made aware of the 
approach of an invading band of Mohammedans, went out bravely to meet 
them, taking with him a white dove. The return of the winged messenger 
to the palace was to be the sign to his family of his defeat, and the signal 
from him to destroy themselves and their home ere the violent invaders 
could arrive. The battle was fought and the Rajah gained the day. He 
turned homewards, flushed with the joy of victory, but, as he stooped by 




a river to drink, the dove escaped from his bosom and flew swiftly towards 
the palace. There, eager eyes had been watching lest the token of defeat 
should appear. They thought they saw it draw nigh, and, although 
the Rajah hastened on his way with the utmost possible speed, he only 
arrived in time to throw himself upon the burning ruins of his home. 

The SPIRIT, " like a dove," is drawing near to thousands of Indian homes 
to-day, and the unenlightened women do not understand what it means. 
These women who have most reason to hail His coming with joy are, in 
their ignorance, busying themselves in the dread work of self-destruction, 
and the destruction of loved ones, wiser than themselves, but so linked with 
them as to be almost inevitably involved in the results of their ignorance. 

Who will go ? Who will give ? that the women of Behar may be made 
familiar with the story of JESUS and the principles of the Christian faith ? 
There are mothers, to-day, holding back from the Kingdom sons to whose 
hearts, in the freer life they live, the message has come. There are husbands 
similarly hindered by superstitious wives. If the efforts of the missionaries 
among the men are not to be frustrated to a great extent, our work amongst 




164 "NOT UNTO US." 

the women must be greatly increased. Christian women, clothed with 
divine power, and with hearts burning to tell the story of a SAVIOUR S 
love, must enter the homes of the people in town and in village, and let the 
women know that the Dayspring from on High has visited their land. 

Ages gone, Judean women, 

Saw One, in fair manly prime, 
Rise above the petty prudery 

Of an unheroic time, 
Rise, and lift the yoke which earth-power 

Lays upon weak woman s neck, 
And with wreath of queenly vantage 

Womanhood s meek brow bedeck. 

Sin-stained sisters, friend-forsaken, 

Stood erect, condemned, forgiven, 
As He spake and looked GOD S pity, 

While He looked and spake of Heaven ; 
And fair " honourable " women, 

Hasting higher good to greet, 
Found their crown of all life s longing 

Reaching downwards to His feet. 

So shall India s mothers, maidens, 

Wives and downcast widows too 
Find their womanhood s redemption, 

Life made pure and strong and true, 
When He findeth, as He seeketh, 

Access where His love can shew, 
How GOD makes the bliss of Heaven 

Out of bitterness below. 

There is an India within India united to us by a stronger tie than merely 
political and commercial ties can ever form between two widely - 
separated parts of the world. There is the India that speaks our 
language, that reads our literature, that has been enfranchised with us 
into the commonwealth of ever-expanding thought ; the India of the 
universities which are part of the outcome of British rule in the East ; 
the India of the learned professions, of a scientific culture, of legitimate 
and becoming personal and national aspirations ; in a word, the India 
that we have educated but have not evangelized. 

Our Behar mission is affecting that India, and we must pray and plan 
that it may affect it with a rapidly increasing scope and power. The work 
of Mr. Hicks in his Bible-class for students is full of the inspiration of 
unlimited promise. 

This India is in some respects the problem of the missionary. Chagrined 
at discovering that their fathers have been deluded by superstition, the 
educated Indians are exceedingly averse to believing in the supernatural. 
They are prone to dwell to the point of becoming contemptuous in spirit, 



if not in speech on the fact that Christianity, as it comes to them, is the 
religion of a people whose forefathers were painted savages when their 
forefathers were as they claim civilized and cultured. The godless 
example of Europeans, regarded by them as " Christians," has a terribly 
demoralizing effect upon them. The rapid and persistent inflow of the tide 
of scepticism from the West has submerged the minds of many. Eager to 
gain a university degree as a passport to Government Service, the student 
easily persuades himself that he cannot afford the time to thoroughly 
enquire into the things that the missionary commends to him as of supreme 
importance. The cruel grip of caste holds many a soul, convinced of the 
Truth, in the deadly grip of error. And in these men, as in all sections 
of our fallen race, " the carnal mind is enmity against Gon." But to 
them also is the Word of Salvation sent, and one who has taken it to them 
can testify that what he saw of the power of the Gospel among the subtle- 
minded, well-informed, ambitious students and educated men of India, 
Hindus and Mohammedans, made it a fuller message of grace to his own 
soul. This conviction, too, wrought deeply in that worker s mind, should 
be recorded that what the educated Indian needs, not less than his illiterate 
peasant neighbour, is that the Gospel should be preached to him ; not apolo 
gized for, not studiously vindicated, but authoritatively and in love declared 
as the message of (ion to the heart of man everywhere. 

Thus are our missionaries approaching the students and educated men 
of Behar, and their hearts are gladdened by proofs that the SPIRIT is applying 


their witness to the conscience and soul of many 
of them in power. When a Hindu or a Moham 
medan is convicted of sin, his religion is convicted 
to his deepest consciousness, of insufficiency, 
and the opportunity of the ambassador of 
CHRIST is won when the question is evoked, 
" What must I do to be saved ? " The answer 
to that-^question surely has come to the young 
man who encloses in a letter to Mr. Hicks this 
prayer which he uses day by day : 

" O GOD ! Thou art love. Thou lovest 
every creature. As I have been sinful, unclean, 
sorrowful and helpless, I fall upon Your pierced 
feet. Oh, do not cast me away, have mercy 
upon me. I have right for it because You love 
us, though I am sinful and unclean. 

" I need Him Who can read my heart s deep 
secrets, can know all my sins, and how I am 
tempted, and can lead me through the dark 
ness, for I am weak and helpless like a 

" I indeed mourn that my sin has departed You from me, and has brought 
the blackest darkness for my soul. Now I repent on the cursed sin that 
hindered me, and come once more to Thee to be made fully whole." 

The twenty-one years service of Dr. and Mrs. Harry Guinness has 
yielded no fairer fruit than the Behar Mission of the Union at the head 
and heart of which GOD has placed them. And gratitude to GOD 
for all their work of faith and labour of love could not more fittingly 
express itself than in the carrying forward with ever-increasing consecra 
tion on the part of His people of a mission already so signally blessed 







The Story of our Children s Homes. 

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The White Baby. 

VEN superficial contact with missionary work reveals the fact that 
the child problem is one of its most serious difficulties. On the 
Congo, for instance, the white baby cannot live as a rule, for more 
than two years, and no parent is well advised to delay sending 
the little one home for much more than twelve months. Even if the 
climate is salubrious, as it is in many other parts of the wide mission field, 
the evils of surrounding corruption tend almost inevitably to soil the pure 
minds of the little ones, and leave an almost ineffaceable mark on child 
hood and youth. 

Then missionaries have no business to be married," answers some 
thoughtless critic. In reply one need only say that those who know most of 
the inner realities of the mission field hold with very good reason the 
diametrically opposite view. The celibate missionary in most fields 
has a sadly restricted sphere of service. Women are needed to 
reach the women, and family life above all is needed, to show what such 
life should be. Often enough has it proved true, even in regard to Congo 
savages, that " a little child shall lead them." It was not until a white 
baby arrived on the Upper Congo that the native women would believe 
that the missionary s wife belonged to the same order of creation as them 
selves, and it was only when the proud mother could show the greatest 
wonder that black women had ever conceived, a white infant, that this 
delusion was destroyed, and a bond of union created which eventually 
led to the knowledge and love of Him, Who for us became the Child of 
Bethlehem. No, no, this negative, restrictive, celibate solution of the 
problem only mocks the questioner and is neither practicable nor common 
sense ! 

What, then, is to become of the children, when in many cases the mis 
sionary has no home circle of near relatives, able and willing to care for the 
little ones ? It was as a small practical contribution towards the solution 
of this question that Mrs. Harry Guinness, in 1895, opened a Home for 
Children in Addington Road, Bow. The four little ones first placed under 
her care belonged to devoted Congo missionaries, but the little family soon 

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commenced to grow, and children came from many parts of the 
world. From the year the Home was started until the present time, 
forty-two children have been cared for and educated. Of these, twenty- 
six have been girls and sixteen boys, and they have varied in age from six 
months to eighteen years. 

The length of time spent in the Home by each child has depended upon 
circumstances. One or two have been with us only a few months, and 
some have stayed as long as nine years, but from three to six years is an 
average period. Fourteen children have come from the Congo, five from 
Angola, three from North Africa, six from India and Assam, five from 
Jamaica, and five from South America, whilst four were visitors with us 
under special circumstances, going in due time to South Africa and Canada. 

The year 1899 saw 


in the work. The increase in the number of children compelled us to provide 
more adequate accommodation, and it was decided to remove the Home to 
Snaresbrook, a pleasant suburb on the borders of Epping Forest and yet 
within easy reach of. London. " Sister May," or " Auntie May," as the 
children affectionately call her, who took charge of this effort in 1897, is 
the present head of the Home at " Malvalli," Grove Road, Snaresbrook, 
and many a missionary has a heart full of gratitude for the tender and 
loving care she has bestowed upon the children placed in her charge. She 
is ably assisted by " Auntie Fanny," who, besides superintending the chil 
dren s lessons, is a willing helper in every way possible. 

I have often had the pleasure of paying a visit to the Home at Snares- 
brook. It is a large and substantially built house, with light, airy bedrooms, 
bright and cosy sitting-rooms, spacious schoolroom and nursery ; a lovely 
garden with lawn, swing, and fowl-run, in fact, everything that 
will conduce to the comfort and health of the children. Although at 
Snaresbrook, as in other suburbs, the builder is busy, there is still plenty 
of open country, and the little ones have the benefit of pure, bracing air. 
A glance at their bright and merry faces convinces one that each and all 
from the tiny tot of twelve or eighteen months, unable to walk alone, to 
the eldest girl of about nine or ten are lovingly looked after. Everything 
is done to make the children feel happy. Indeed, the impression one gets 
is that of a most contented family, affectionately mothered " 
by " Auntie May." The bairns have their playthings and their pets, " Pretty 
Polly" being a great favourite, and they are provided with a pony and 
trap, in which all the youngsters are taken for an outing whenever the 
weather is favourable. 


At Snaresbrook we have at present eleven children, seven girls and four 
boys, these having come from Angola, the Congo and Egypt. One little 
fellow, who entered the Home when he was only five months old, has not 
seen his parents for more than seven years. His father is expected shortly 
on furlough, and the boy, now a sturdy little chap, is all excitement at 
the prospect of the meeting. " What is my daddy like ? " he asks, " how 
tall is he ? " What a joy it will be for that father to clasp the little 
fellow again to his arms, and how he will thank (ion for the tender care 
bestowed on his child all these years. 
Before me lies 


from a mother who, for CHRIST S sake, is labouring in Central Africa. 
She tells how her little baby is very ill, suffering from malarial enlarge 
ment of the spleen, and how, unless a speedy change of climate can be 
secured, the little life will be lost. Is there room in the Home for another 
white baby ? A trained nurse is just leaving for England, and she is 
sending the little one in her charge, in the hope that we can mid a place 
in our missionary family. 

I take up another letter addressed to Mrs. Guinness, this time from 
one of the noblest missionaries on the Congo, whose ministry has been widely 
owned of GOD for very many years. He writes: " Please accept our 
best thanks for your kind letter assenting to the reception in the Home 
of both our little ones. 1 can assure you that the prospect of their being 
left in an Institution under your superintendence makes the task much 
easier. In any case, it will be hard to leave them, especially for the mother. 
Yours sincerely and gratefully." 

Another letter from a self-denying missionary, bears the Jamaica post 
mark, and contains warm thanks for information sent concerning the 
school where the clever daughter has been doing capitally. " We hear 
very frequently from Dora, and I am sure that you will feel some satisfac 
tion in the tone of her letters. Every letter, without exception, has con 
veyed to our minds that she is perfectly happy in the Home. I can assure 
you that her mother and I are deeply grateful to GOD for opening the way 
for our dear child to be so lovingly cared for." 

Yet another Jamaican minister adds : " I cannot express to you the 
thankfulness we feel for having our daughter with you. Our hearts abound 
in gratitude." 

One more letter, out of a big pile from which I might quote, is headed 
with strange Arabic letters, and hails from Egypt, from whence one of 
our former students, a successful missionary to the Mohammedan popu- 

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lation, writes to Mrs. Guinness: "We left our children behind in your 
care with very restful hearts when we came away, for we knew, and had 
both of us experienced, so much of your kindness in past years that we 
were confident all would be well with them. Many, many thanks for 
all the care you exercise over them." 

For several years, the elder children had to travel by train from Snares- 
brook to Bow every day in order to attend the splendid girls school close 
by Harley House, and the boys school belonging to the Coopers Company. 
The former is one of the finest girls schools in London, and the latter, 
now being rebuilt at a cost of 30,000, is one of the finest institutions 
of its kind in the metropolis. The difficulty, however, of taking the children 
backwards and forwards increased as time went on, and it was felt that 
it would be better if they could live on the spot. So it happened that 
about twelve months ago a small house was placed at our disposal next 
to our headquarters in the Bow Road, and there, in Eagle Lodge, our elder 
boys and girls there are four of each at present are accommodated, 
so as to be within a stone s throw of these schools, which afford the advan 
tage of a really first-class education. 

It is cause for much thankfulness that the health of the children has, 
on the whole, been good. We have had no cases of very serious illness, 
and this is the more remarkable as the children frequently come to us in 
a delicate state of health, owing to climatic conditions and other causes, 
and therefore require very special care. 


are, of course, an important factor in the life of a child, and 
" Auntie May" has a delightful cottage by the sea, where she frequently 
takes her charges for a change. We are also glad to receive holiday in 
vitations for our elder girls and boys, and are grateful to the friends who 
have helped us in this way. 

Our children have done well educationally. Already some have won 
scholarships and gained very good reports. The eldest girl at Eagle Lodge 
is looking forward to a useful career in the teaching profession, and hopes 
to enter College by the aid of a County Council Scholarship. The boys, 
although younger and smaller, have also made a good start in their school 
course, and one little fellow of eight came out top of his class last term. 

The cost of maintaining our Children s Homes causes us no little anxiety. 
The parents, of course, contribute towards the maintenance of their children, 
but owmg to their slender resources they are unable to meet all the ex 
penses, and we have to supplement their payments by other gifts. May 
we ask our friends to consider whether they could not help us by becoming 










financially responsible for one or more of the children whilst they are under 
our care. What a touching dedication once appeared in a book written by 
a Congo missionary. It was addressed to two friends, who " by welcoming 
our daughter Marjorie into their hearts and home have lifted the only cross 
of our missionary life." "The only cross" that was a great deal fora 
Congo missionary to say, but we believe it represents the weight of the 
burden which falls upon our friends when they are compelled to part with 
the little ones they dearly love. 

A pressing need, which we are very anxious to supply, is the erection 
of a more suitable Home near Harley House for these elder children. Eagle 
Lodge is very small and not in the least convenient, and we have been longing 
lr the time when the means will be forthcoming to enable us to provide 
better equipped and more permanent premises. The cost of a new Home 
would, we estimate, be about 1,500, and we lay this matter before our 
friends in the hope that some may be led to help in this delightful depart 
ment of service. 

" Inasmuch as ye have done it unto the least of these ye ht\ve done 
it unto Me." H G G 





C ) 


Our Helpers 1 Union. 

HE centennial year of the birth of modern missions, 1892, witnessed 
the formation of a league of loving service which has, through 
GOD S blessing, been destined to play no small part in hastening 
the coming of the Kingdom. As stated in its first booklet, " Our 
Helpers at Work," the Regions Beyond Helpers Union sought " to provide 
a sphere of missionary service for every grade of talent and every variety of 
age, position and influence," working on personal and collective lines on 
behalf of those who in the " regions beyond" were lying in the darkness and 
hopelessness of heathendom. Entrance into its fellowship was created by 
a common obligation to study and pray for Foreign Missions ; to give at 
least Carey s Weekly Penny ; and to do whatever else was possible to take 
or send the Gospel to every creature in this generation. Its ideal was 

that in every town and village in Great Britain and Ireland, and in as 
many as the LORD might open across the seas, there should exist a group of 
men and women, lads, lasses, and children, each of whom should work in 
dividually and collectively for the evangelization of the World in this genera 
tion." It was proposed that " they should be banded together for this 
service, strengthening each others hands, taking up different duties and 
responsibilities, fitting into each other, inspiring each other, and collectively 
accomplishing, by the grace of GOD, results impossible to isolated effort." 

A story covering more than fifteen years cannot be told in a few hundred 
words, but the fact that more than 50,000 has been contributed to the 
Carey Fund alone since Christmas, 1892, largely through the weekly pennies 
of working people, is sufficient proof that this organization is supplying a 
link in the great missionary life chain. 

True, our ideal has not been fully realized, that goes without saying, 
but something has been attempted and something done. 

Foremost amongst the objects of the R.B.H.U. stands the word " STUDY." 

1 purpose by the help of GOD, to study and pray for Foreign Missions." 
It was placed even before prayer, because prayer, to be effectual, must be 
intelligent and heartfelt, and those who have only a superficial knowledge 
of the conditions and needs of the " uttermost parts of the earth," which 
they have never seen, can only plead for those destitute lands in a vague 

178 "NOT UNTO US." 

and superficial way. To foster study, then, has been the first object of 
our work, and with this end in view, the entire membership is supplied with 
our monthly periodical, "Regions Beyond," never more attractive and worthy 
of study than to-day. By the use of the Missionary Libraries established at 
our Headquarters and Branch Offices, and in some local centres, and by 
means of Missionary Parliaments, Study Classes, Reading Circles, Local 
Secretaries Evenings, Missionary Mail Nights and Rallies of various kinds, 
as well as by many another form of individual and combined effort, our 
Helpers have sought to maintain a constant glow of enthusiasm and to keep 
up a regular supply of 


One Local Branch during its twelve years existence, has maintained a 
weekly meeting for prayer, study, etc., and has been visited by nearly 150 
missionaries, representing every part of the great world-field. One of its 
able Secretaries says : This missionary organization has brought into 
being a phase of Christian service which did not exist here previous to its 
inception. It has emphasized the duty and need of foreign missionary 
work ; it has given a new interest in prayer for foreign missions ; it has 
given a new spirit and purpose in the matter of Christian giving, and it 
has brought us into contact with some of the best of GOD S servants in all 

No wonder that such a Branch has been enabled to raise nearly 1,500 
for missionary purposes, the greater part of which has come from the hard 
earnings of young people ; nor that the Branch has had more than a dozen 
members in training for missionary service, three being in College at the 
present time and several in the Mission Field. 

" AND PRAY." Study and Prayer the two are intimately linked, 
the earnest work of the first finding its natural outlet in the second. 
To enable the members of our Helpers Union to create and foster that 
sympathy and sense of co-operation which are essential to unity in prayer 
and action, our Prayer Roll, with its division into four groups of subjects, 
was prepared, and day by day throughout each succeeding month our Helpers 
have, by a golden chain, bound the whole world about the feet of GOD. 
In response to these fervent prayers, workers in lonely fields have been 
strengthened again and again, and our members have had the joy of helping 
to answer their own petitions by assisting to prepare and send forth new 
workers to open some of the few remaining doors of the world. 

" To GIVE AT LEAST CAREY s WEEKLY PENNY." One penny a week 
to forward the evangelization of the world in this generation the minimum 
standard of giving to missionary work which William Carey raised in 1792. 



Each member in joining promised to give or collect at least this small sum 
weekly : and those pennies have totalled up to 50,000 in fifteen years, a 
magnificent amount which has not only been used to maintain and strengthen 
existing work, but has enabled virgin soil to be sown with the life germinating 
seed, until already in parts of South America and in Behar, as well as in 
Congoland, there are signs of abundant harvest. 

Weekly pennies, now totalling 4,000 a year, have a story to tell proving 
that the age of Christian self-denial has not yet gone, and that the country 
is full of brave men and women, who, out of their poverty, are closely follow 
ing the footsteps of the Master. Our letter basket could tell a story that 
would fill a volume of entrancing interest, but space forbids more than an 
extract or two taken haphazard from the budget at hand. 

With a ten shillings postal order from Aylesbury is sent the following 
touching note : 

Owing to being out of work for nearly half a year, our tithe purse was 
nearly empty ; illness with it, and no prospect of work, it seemed as if our 
offering would In- almost nil. But out of what we had we decided to give 
our usual, and next day an order for ten shillings was sent to us from a 
friend, altogether unlocked for, as her brother had just been killed. Wonder 
ful are His ways of working. So, though work has not come, we joy at 
being able to give at this season, though in bed ill." 

My contribution," writes a helper in Hertfordshire, " includes the 
gift of my poor bed-ridden friend who, out of her income of about three 
shillings and sixpence per week from the Parish, has given me two shillings 
in threepenny pieces, and sixpence wrapped in a bit of paper to put along 
with yours for the poor heathens. 

" Seven shillings of the enclosed," writes 
a member in the Kyles of Bute, " was put 
into the box at the request of my dear 
brother, who before going to be with CHRIST 
divided his little all for the LORD S cause. 
From a child he used to put his spare pennies 
into the Carey Box and watched its opening 
with great pleasure, but to-day our home is 
empty he will no more stand by us while 
the box is being emptied." 

I have pleasure in sending one pound, 
ten shillings, my half-yearly contribution. 
I always put away two shillings on the 1st 
of the month, and although I am in my 75th 
year, I sometimes earn a little, and then, as 
now, I am able to send a little more. I pray 
for GOD S blessing on your work at all times 
and in all places." This from a long-standing 
helper at Rayne, Essex. 




We might go on to tell the story of 
Working Parties and of Sales of Work 
organized by our younger helpers one 
such held in a private house for five years 
has produced over 30, and another organized 
by a Local Branch, contributes a substantial 
sum towards the support of a Congo 
missionary ; of Trading Pennies ; of Services 
conducted by young people at home when 
unable to get to the house of GOD, by which 
the contents of the Box have been appre 
ciably increased ; of little nephews and 
nieces from three to seven years of age, who 
give their pennies freely " because they want 
little black boys and girls to hear about JESUS, Who died that they may 
go to Heaven " ; of extra contributions as thank-offerings for money re 
ceived which had been owing a long time ; these, and many other ways 
and means devised by loving hands and hearts, which though unrecorded 
here, are not unnoticed by Him Who sits over against the treasury. 

It would be absolutely unpardonable if we were not to add in conclusion, 
that the results for which we praise GOD to-day would never have been 
attained but for the splendid voluntary help of our large band of Local 
Presidents, Vice-Presidents, Secretaries, Treasurers, Leaders of Bands, 
Magazine Distributors, and other helpers, with whom I have counted it a 
great privilege to be in touch for so many years. They are a band of wise- 
hearted, willing-hearted, warm-hearted men and women. May GOD 
greatly multiply their number in the years to come ! 

Let us give thanks that the work goes on ; the broader river nourished by 
the smaller streams ; yet all part of those Living Waters flowing from the 
Infinite Source through simple human lives, and destined to turn many a 
desolate land into the very garden of GOD. 






" For the mountains shall depart and the hills be removed, but 
My kindness shall not depart from thee." 

ISAIAH liv., 10. 

How the Money Comes. 


,ELIEVING that the " servant is worthy of his hire," and confiding 
in the faithfulness of Him Who bade His disciples evangelize the 
world, the Directors of the Regions Beyond Missionary Union have 
adventured on this large and increasing enterprise, assured that 
every need shall be supplied. In reliance on the all-sufficient GOD, 
the work was started thirty-five years ago, and in reliance on Him it still 
holds on its way. It possesses no endowment of any kind, nor has it any 
denomination to which it can make special appeal. It seeks to make known 
its needs to GOD in daily prayer, and to disseminate information among His 
people in the hope of securing their prayerful and practical support. 

The illustrated organ of the Union, REGIONS BEYOND, is sent freely to all 
subscribers of more than ten shillings per annum ; and occasional letters 
containing information concerning out-going missionaries, are forwarded 
periodically to friends and donors, who are thus kept in immediate touch 
with the progress of the work. 

During the past twenty-one years I have been able to do a considerable 
amount of deputation work ; and in this department of service have been 
splendidly helped by our missionaries when on furlough. 

But when I remember the utter inadequacy of the efforts put forth to 
raise the very considerable income required, my mind is irresistibly driven 
back on the faithfulness of GOD as the ultimate explanation of the supply 
of all our complex needs. Not our poor faith, but His faithfulness would 
we extol ! When two or three thousand pounds met the necessities of 
annual expenditure, this sum was forthcoming ; and when, little by little, 
increasing responsibilities were assumed, the corresponding supply was 

never lacking. 

* * * 

How often during past years have we been sorely pressed for funds, only 
to find, that in His own good time and way, the LORD brought deliverance. 
One summer, in particular, I remember when we were needing 3,500 in 
a fortnight to meet certain heavy Congo liabilities. After fasting and 
prayer on the part of all the Harley House circle, I wrote a circular letter 
entitled, " Shall we abandon Central Africa ? " which was sent to our friends 

Contributions to 

The Congo Balolo Mission, 

1887 1907. 

1887" 1689 1891 1893 1895 1897 IQ99 I9OI 1905 .905 I9O7 

1866 1690 1892 1694 Ifl96 I69S 1900 ,9O2 .904- 1906 

throughout the country. The response was most cheering, and within the 
fortnight the whole sum was in hand ! With such memories of the LORD S 
goodness, and in view of the exceeding great and precious promises, we are 
strengthened to believe that He will continue to supply all our need. 

During recent years, the rate of missionary expansion characterizing the 
foreign work of the Union, has been greater than the existing circle of helpers 

- 6 Con 

itributions to the 
*u and Argentine 
iions, 1899190: 


-5,000 ,/VYlSS 


- 1,000 

1999 I9OI I9O3 I9O5 I9O7 

1300 1902 1904- I9o6 

appeal for a large accession to the ranks of our 

In order to give a clear concep 
tion of monies contributed during 
the past twenty-one years, the 

have been prepared : 

The Congo Columns show the 
small amount collected in 1887 
and 1888 and passed over to the 
American Baptist Missionary 
Union on behalf of our first Congo 
Mission adopted by them in 1884. 

It also shows the start of the 
Congo Balolo Mission in 1889 and 
the rapidly increasing expenditure 
involved in the early days when 
new stations were being opened 
up, and the s.s. "Pioneer" was 
being sent out and reconstructed. 
Three special years, 1900 to 1902, 


could easily maintain. We 
have badly needed a corre 
sponding increase in the 
number of donors and sub 
scribers, but our deputation 
workers have been too few 
to create and sustain the 
requisite interest. In order 
to meet this condition it is 
proposed that I give myself 
more largely than ever to 
mission and missionary work 
in this country, and in the 
United States and Canada; 
and that more deputational 
work should be undertaken 
by our missionaries. 

Meanwhile we venture to 

- - 6.000 

- - 5 OOO 

Contributions to the 

Behar Mission, 


- - 2,000 

- - I.OOO 

1899 1901 


I9O5 1905 I9OT 

1902 I 9O4- I9O6 



represent the extra expenditure involved by the building, transport and 
reconstruction of the s.s. " Livingstone." It will be observed that last 
year, 1907, the funds were very low and this it is which has emphasized our 
existing Congo needs. I trust this fact will influence friends who value the 
devotion of Congo missionaries to come to our help with substantial gifts. 
Humanly speaking my absence from this country last year in connection with 
the visit to Peru, may partly account for the diminution in the Congo funds. 

The South American diagram is mainly remarkable for the sudden develop 
ment of the last two years. The latter refers to our taking over in earnest 
the Peru Mission on the termination of the industrial work in Cuzco. This 
year we shall be involved in still heavier expenditure, in view of the 
proposed acquisition of house property in Cuzco, and of the Inca farm 
" Urco," which has just been purchased at the cost of 3,400. 

India, with its four stations and eleven missionaries, has been climbing 
up steadily, and 1908 will present a yet higher column ! 

3,250 - 


3,000 - 

2,750 - 

2,500 - 

2,250 - 

2,000 - 

1,750 - 

1,500 - 

1,250 - 

1,000 - 

750 - 

i " 

Legacies Received, 18871907. 



Ninety-one Missionaries working in connection with the Regions 

(We regret that the group does not include a portrait of 


eyond Missionary Union in Congoland, Argentina, Peru and India. 

\>i STRANGE, of Argentina, but one has not yet been received). 


; " j :j ~ 


1 8 7 

The diagram representing the total expenditure 
of the Union for twenty-one years, indicates in 
white columns the outlay upon Colleges and 
East London work. On the whole this has been 
fairly steady, with the exception of the year 
1900, when we built the Mackenzie Memorial 
Medical Mission ; but it shows a gradually 
lessening amount from 13,000 to 10,000, which 
represents our highest figure during the last 
six years. The latter will be largely exceeded 
during 1908, owing to the building of the new 
wing of Harley College, but, apart from such 
capital expenditure, the advantageous reduction 
due to the abandonment of Cliff College is clear. 
The Annual Income through legacies has 
varied considerably as indicated in the special 
diagram, but the average is about 1,500. 

It is interesting to note the total amount 
contributed for the various mission fields, and 
the grand total from 1887, 457,562, and from 
the foundation of the work in 1873, 588,728. 
Were the money given during the last twenty- 
one years to be piled up in a single column of 
sovereigns, it would actually reach more than 
six times the height of St. Paul s Cathedral. 
The latter measures 404 feet to the cross which 
surmounts the dome, and the column of 
sovereigns would be about 2,500 feet in height. 
If, on the other hand, the sovereigns were to be 
laid on the ground touching each other, they 
would form a line of gold stretching from 
Harley House past Mile End, Whitechapel and 
Aldgate to Leadenhall Street, Cornhill and the 
Bank of England, and from the latter up Cheap- 
side to St. Paul s Cathedral, down Ludgate Hill 
and up the Strand, stretching right away 

past Charing Cross 
Station into Trafalgar 
Square, a distance of 
six miles. 


A. B. C. D. 

A Comparison. 

A. B. C. & D. added together, represent the DRINK BILL 

for one year, 1 68,000,000. E. represents the AGGREGATE 

INCOME of the R.B.M.U. in twenty-one years. 

188 "NOT UNTO US." 

And yet how little has been given compared to what is spent in other 
directions ! Our nation orders a battleship costing one and a quarter 
millions sterling, with very little ado ; and yet were all the money given to 
this Mission during the whole twenty-one years to be put together, it would 
only pay for about one-third of such a vessel, say from the forward turret 
to the bow 7 ! 

And if we represent by three-and-a-half columns the total annual amount 
expended by our nation in drink, then in comparison the twenty-one years 
income shrinks into absolute insignificance, as will be seen in the drink 
bill diagram ! If only the money thus lavished in one year were available 
for foreign missions, the whole problem of the world s evangelization would 
be solved right away as far as the financial side of the question was con 
cerned ! 

* * * 

On April 6th, 1908, at the crowded Thanksgiving Service held in the Queen s 
Hall, a special 


was opened, which will not close, we trust, before 10,000 has been subscribed 
for its special purposes. On Carey s principle, based on the warrantable 
audacity of faith, we desire to 

" Expect great things from GOD," and to 
" Attempt great things for GOD." 

The following resolution was unanimously adopted by the crowded, 
enthusiastic gathering : 

" In view of the mercies of GOD granted during the past twenty-one 
years to the Regions Beyond Missionary Union, and of the open doors 
for effectual service vouchsafed on the Congo, in India, Argentina, and 
Peru, and in consideration of the urgent need for building extension at home 
and in the foreign fields as indicated in the Report of the Acting Director, 
this Meeting of the London friends and helpers of the work desires in every 
way to strengthen the hands of the Directors of the Union, and heartily 
commends to the liberality of Christian people of every denomination the 
Thanksgiving Fund to be inaugurated at this Meeting." 

It is proposed to allocate the Thanksgiving Fund as follows : 
5,000 to the Home section of the work, and 
5,000 to the Foreign Missions, and to the General Funds of the Union. 

With regard to the Home expenditure, we propose to make an effort to 
-purchase the freehold of the property at Harley House. We have seen the 
solicitors of our landlord, Lord Tredegar, and there seems no reason to 
doubt that the land can be secured at a reasonable figure. If 3,000 


were paid down, the remaining sum has been already offered on four per cent, 
mortgage, and the interest on the latter, as compared to the present rental, 
would effect an annual saving of about 90. As the lease runs on for another 
65 years, it is clear that the total saving throughout this period would be 
considerable, and, in fact, would amount to 5,850. We have taken advice 
on the subject of the advisability of this purchase, with the result that 
the step is urged upon us, and one noble friend of the work has promised 
1,000 if we can secure two others to do the same. 


At last we have been enabled to commence the new wing of the College, 
through the liberality of one of our oldest donors, who has given 2,000 
for this purpose. The builders promise to finish the structure by next 
October, in time for the new session. The new wing will be 135 feet in 
length, part of which will be hidden behind the existing college, but the 
larger portion of which will project at right angles to the old building, right 
across the garden. Our picture gives a good idea of the perspective of the 
new building, the foundation stones of which were laid on the occasion 
of the Re-union of the old Harley students, on May the first. The wing 
will contain a fine Library, Common Room, and two Class Rooms, all similar 
in size (31 feet by 20 feet by 13 feet). Above these are seven bedrooms, 
and behind the old College are the new bath-rooms, boot and cloak rooms, 
heating apparatus, etc. By these alterations we shall gain seven bedrooms 
in the old building, rooms which for some years have been used for 
other purposes. This total gain of fourteen bedrooms will enable us to do 
without the extra house now employed for overflow purposes, at a cost of 
70 per annum. 

With regard to the Foreign expenditure, we hope to give 1,000 to the 
Congo, 1,000 to Peru, 1,000 to Argentina, and 2,000 to the General 

Funds of the Union, which are just now sadly depleted. 

* * * 

Two long pages, closely filled with names, lie before me on the table, 
each line of which bears its separate evidence of the ceaseless care of GOD. 
These are the names of liberal donors, whose gifts were known on high, 
whither they have entered in to receive their reward. 

As my eye runs down the page I notice the name of one of the earliest 
friends of the work, Mr. Berger, of Cannes, whose gifts amounted to over 
11,300, of Mr. Coghill, of Hastings, who contributed 6,420, of Samuel 
Morley, who gave us 3,425, and of sainted Emily Hart, who subscribed 
4,925. These, and others, many others nearly 70 in all have now 
passed away. But the LORD S mercy, through His people, has never 

failed. He has been our El 
Shaddai, our all-sufficient God, 
to Whom be all the praise ! 

- 400O 

- 3750 


If each reader of these pages 
will do something to help the 
cause, our hands will be won- " 
drously strengthened ! Become 
a subscriber; join the Helpers -j- 2750 
Union; study "Regions 
Beyond " ; pray for us often ; -j- 2500 
tell others of the work ! 

Don t say that you are doing 

& Regions Beyond Helpers 1 
Union, Annual Donations , 


-- I.75O 

-- 1.5 OO 

as much as you can already ! 
Of course you can do more. 
This may involve self-denial, 
but is not this precisely the 
path that CHRIST would have us 
tread ? Don t say that your 
sympathies are limited to your 
own denomination. GOD for 
bid ! Surely we ought most + 2 so 
earnestly to help those inter 
denominational movements 4- 1000 
which contribute to the good 
of all the Bible Society which 
has supplied the Word of GOD 
to every land, and our own 
Society which has given over 
thirteen hundred men and 
women to a multitude of 
missions the world over. At the 
Queen s Hall meeting, speaking 
as representing the Bible 
Society, the Rev. J. H. Ritson said that whereas every Society was a debtor 
to his organization; the latter was a debtor to the Regions Beyond Missionary 
Union, as ten per cent, of its European agents had been trained at Harley 
College. * * * 

It may be that this book shall fall into the hands of some who by the LORD 
have been called to the stewardship of wealth. May we urge upon such 


-- 500 

-- 25O 

I89J 1895 1897 1699 I9OI I9OS 

1694 1696 696 I9OO 1902 IPO* 

90S 1907- 



the duty and privilege of large giving. I remember the case of one noble 
donor, who some years ago was struck by the fact that never yet had 
he given so as to feel it. True he had been generous ,but never had he been 
sensibly the poorer through his gifts. This discovery led not only to a new 
and remarkable liberality, but to a reconsideration of the whole scheme of 
his personal expenditure, which resulted in a career of devotion that has 
seldom been surpassed. 

If some reader is led to consecrate his possessions in some fuller sense 
to the service of the Master, how gladly would we indicate investments for 
Eternity, bearing an interest unknown on the Stock Exchange or Wall Street. 
Missionary Service demands not the mere driblets of our superfluity, but the 
serious giving of our deepest devotion. 

Foreign Missions, more than any other form of obedience to CHRIST, 
need the aid of consecrated wealth, and why should unlimited thousands 
be poured into the coffers of our Universities, so that some colleges in 
Great Britain and America are almost gorged with wealth, while a Missionary 
Institution, which for more than a generation has done noble world- wide 
service, is unable through lack of funds to carry out sorely-needed 
building alterations and additions ? 

We can assure our friends that any sums committed to us shall be effec 
tively and economically expended, either in preparing the missionary for 
his life work, and he must be prepared or in opening up new fields to 
missionary activity, and carrying the joyful news to those who never yet 
have heard. 

May we earnestly remind our friends how much they might help the work 
by remembering the R.B.M.U. in their Will. In order to make this easy 
we append, on the next page, the approved legal form of words, the employ 
ment of which will abundantly suffice to indicate the desire of the testator. 

We would that we could share the prayer-responsibility for the whole 
work with an ever- widening circle of friends. Here is our greatest need. 
Only as the work is rooted and grounded in prayer can it prosper and have 
good success. How feebly do we recognize the dependence of mission 
aries in the field upon Christians at home, in relation to spiritual as well 
as temporal supplies. As the diver is dependent upon the faithful vigilance 
of those who pump down the fresh air, without which he could only survive 
a few moments in the depths whither his duty calls him, so dependent 
are those who have gone down into the depths of heathendom upon the 
prayers, sympathy and support of Christians who stay at home. 


Form of Bequest to the R.B.M.U. 

% give and bequeath to the REGIONS BEYOND MISSIONARY 

UNION, Incorporated 1903, the Registered Office of which is 
Harley House, Bow, London, E., the sum of 
pounds sterling, free of duty, to be paid to the Treasurer for 
the time being, whose receipt shall be a sufficient discharge 
for the same. 

[Any legacy thus left without further specification will be used in connection 
with the Training, Evangelistic, and Medical Mission work at home, or the Foreign 
Missions of the Union, as may be deemed expedient.] 

Should friends, however, wish to leave money to some special department of 
the Union, they may adopt one or more of the following clauses : 

/Missionary Training Colleges, or the 

31 Congo Balolo Mission, or the 

3) give and bequeath to the \ 

South American work, or the 

vBehar (Bengal Presidency) Mission 
in connection with the REGIONS BEYOND MISSIONARY 

UNION, Incorporated 1903, the Registered Office of which is 

Harley House, Bow, London, E., the sum of pounds 

sterling, free of duty, to be paid to the Treasurer for the time 
being, whose receipt shall be a sufficient discharge for the same. 

%* In the case of legacies already bequeathed to the East London Institute 
for Home and Foreign Missions, or the Congo Balolo Mission, no alteration will he 
needed on account of the subsequent change of name and incorporation. 

How to Help the R.B.M.U. 

1. Join the Regions Beyond Helpers Union, which involves 

a promise to pray for the work and to give at least Carey s 
weekly penny. To help them to do this, memhers receive 
a copy of " REGIONS BEYOND," the monthly magazine of 
the R.B.M.U. 

2. Become responsible for the support of a substitute in the 

Foreign Field. 

3. Undertake the support of a Native Teacher or Evangelist 

on the Congo, in Argentina, Peru, or Behar. 

4. Take a "Do Without" Box, and collect for: 

(a) The General Funds of the R.B.M.U. 

(b) The support of an individual missionary. 

(c) The Congo Balolo Mission. 

(d) The Argentine Mission. 

(e) The Peru Mission. 
(/) The Behar Mission. 

(#) The Siwan and Motihari Orphanages. 

(/i) The Training Work at Harley College or Doric 

5. Arrange for a Drawing-room or Public Meeting in your neigh 

bourhood, to be addressed by R.B.M.U. Workers. 

6. Circulate the Literature published at Harley House amongst 

those who have never seen it. 

Further information concerning any of these branches of work 
will be gladly supplied by the General Secretary, 

Harley House, Bow, London, E. 

The Regions Beyond Missionary Union 


(1). The conduct and support of Evangelical Training Institutions in which 
suitable men and women from any nation or denomination are prepared for Foreign 
Missionary service. 

(2). The advocacy by pen, platform, and pulpit, of the claims of GOD upon the 
life of every Christian, especially in view of the condition of the heathen world, and 
of the Great Commission of our ascended LORD JESUS CHRIST. 

(3). Practical Missionary effort in many lands, as GOD may open the way with 
special reference to the regions beyond those already evangelized. 

Central Offices: 






Hon. Directors : 



THEODORE HOWARD, ESQ. (Hon. Treasurer). 

J. CHRISTIE REID, ESQ. (Hon. Deputy Treasurer). 

Hon. Secretary: MRS. H. GRATTAN GUINNESS. 
Acting Director: H. GRATTAN GUINNESS, M.D., F.R.G.S. 

Solicitors: MESSRS. NISBET, DAW & N1SBET. 







Home Council HI the Congo Balolo Mission : 







Home Council of the South American and Behar Missions: 















The R.B.M.U. is carried forward in dependence upon GOD, and by means 
of the free-will offerings of His people. 

Cheques, Post Office Orders, etc., should be made payable to H. GRATTAN 
BRANCH." Every gift is acknowledged by a numbered receipt, so that whereas 
names are not mentioned, any donor can recognise his receipt number in the 
list of donations published in " Regions Beyond," the monthly organ of the Union. 
All communications should be addressed to 


Harley House, Bow, London, E. 

Telegraphic Address : " REGIONS, LONDON." 


CAViN .